Bloodguard (Old Erth, #1)

by Cecy Robson

Weakness is the first thing that will get you killed around here. Stupidity runs a close second.

Her eyes are fixed on mine now, and neither of us moves. We don’t need to. The earth is moving beneath our feet for us.

Hope is the only thing that can kill a gladiator like me, and I’m not dying today.

“As a gladiator, you probably have lots of…fans?” Is that what we’re calling them?

This modern vernacular is killing the story.