Chapter 23 - Zélie
Metal gates fly open on the sides of the arena floor, and an endless flow of
water rushes in. This has to be a mirage. Yet litre after litre flows in. The water
covers the metal ground, crashing with the expanse of a sea.“How is this possible?” I hiss under my breath, remembering the labourers no
more than skin and bone. So many dying for water and they waste it on this?
The treatment towards the labourers unfair and horrible. This reminds me of the amount of unfair treatment towards women in the middle east.
This also reminds me of how the Romans had mock sea battle as well.
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