Lost Pieces



Chapter One
Ariki picked up his blade from a stone table inside of his hut and ran outside. He slung the shining weapon over his back as he stepped out of the shadows and into the glaring desert sun. He hustled forward, stirring up clouds of golden sand with each step. On every side of him shops and houses dotted the area. Numerous Agori shuffled over the hot ground and rested in the cool shade of the buildings, escaping the intense wrath of the desert heat.

But Ariki didn't bother stopping like the others. He was headed straight for the Glatorian Arena. If he missed the championships, his reputation and carreer would be ruined.

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