"What kind of material is this made of? Looks like impressive craftsmanship!"
Fatty Nico held the ticket high, examining it meticulously.
"If the Colosseum is open, then there's bound to be a bookmaker taking bets!"
Putting the ticket away, Fatty Nico suddenly stood, his tone full of conviction. He rose, searching for where the betting might take place.
Sure enough, at the top of each section in the stands was a small counter, behind which stood an attractive, seductive succubus. Locals from the Stoneheart Horde who knew the arena well were already heading there to sign up for the challenge or place wagers on the outcomes.
"Kadir, they're taking bets! They're taking bets!"
Nico grabbed Kadir and tried to make his way up to the highest row of seats.
But Kadir shrugged off Nico's tug.
"You go yourself!
"You know you're going to lose, so why go throw away your Blackstone Coins?"
