The Twelve - Libra by Stuart Suffel – Kraxon Publishing

How could they sit and eat—like fat sedated cows, while their fellow beings were carted off like chattel?

Three lives gone is as many minutes...

I could not say I knew the bull, or the twin-headed warrior from the Outerworld of Aldron, but I did know their suffering. I knew every curse; every sneer, every glance of contempt that they experienced.

We all did.

I looked up at the crowd. They laughed and chatted among themselves, swapping gossip, gesturing greetings, occasionally glancing down as the Emperor’s soldiers removed the ‘debris’ from the arena floor. Had they really no empathy for us. None? I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Soldan. “Ulserra, join us.”

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