~One Month Later~
They all stood in a line, their faces vacant of any emotion. All faced the door, their legs apart and arms behind their backs. The trainer studied them as he paced before them. His gaze landed on Julian and he sneered.
f**k you too Greek.
Julian didn't let his emotions show, that would only be rewarded with a lash from the trainer's nine tail whip. The ends were covered in glass and nails and Julian did not want to feel them on his body again. His wounds still had yet to heal from a month ago.
Erik entered the training grounds, a smug smile on his face. "Today my wife's friend, Donna, will be inspecting you. She wants one of you to be her gladiator. Of course, you will stay here but she will co-own you. I want you all on your best behavior."
