Several months later. 

~The king and his queen~

"Die! Die! Die! Die!"

An echo of the chant swelled to fade as it travelled across the four corners of the circular Colosseum. A woman wounded in wild ecstasy threw both her arms in the air, a fierce movement which threw her two handful boobs out of the loose gown. A man standing next to her reached out his hand to feel the swell of the inviting mounds, but another standing across from the other side spared a quick punch, which shifted some of the tissues in the former's nose. A fight was birthed. A fight quite mediocre to the death-battle, at...