While Lenny handled the Magistris, his teammates rushed through the Passages.
Their goal was surprisingly the Arena.
For the next phase of the plane, they had to be there.
The area with the horde of Magistris was actually a pocket space of sorts.
Lenny was sure that there was another way out.
This was proven the first time he came here. He had seen the Magistris bring in a gladiator from the Arena that was supposed to have won his freedom and turn him into one of them.
Those Magistris did not come through the same route as he did. This meant that there was another way into the private space.
Lenny was sure that A222 with her incredible senses could eventually find it, and he was right about this.
Navigating through the passages, she eventually found it.
These passages were different from the usual passages within the dungeon.
They were strictly used by the Magistris.
Without a doubt, even the other demons were not aware of it.
The Magistris and how they were made were all a part of Cuban's little secret.
These Passages were also brightly lit.
A222, A123 and C888 navigated through the passages until they reached a metal door.
Opening it, there was a Portal there.
They went through it, and to their surprise, they burst out into the Arena.
To be precise, they had burst out to a private segment of the Arena.
This was a private Luxury box.
It was reserved not for guests, but for one person and one person only.
"This is where Cuban watches from." A222 voiced out.
The other two nodded in acknowledgement. They too could tell that this was the place they had always viewed him from.
This room was very private. It also had a glass that only allowed those outside to see when the person inside wanted it.
The room was high and one could see the entirety of the Arena below.
Right now, Gladiators were screwing around and their demon instructors trying to get things back in other.
The Luxury Box itself was quite wide, at least twenty meters.
The walls were well decorated with fine lined-wavy designs on them and pretty flowery patterns on the ceiling.
It was like a different world, separate from the Arena, even though it was clearly a part of it.
Even the air smelled like Lavender and cherry blossoms. A mix that made the three guests take in the air, and subconsciously enjoy its mix in their lungs.
There was a long couch, very comfortable looking, and well decorated right in the center.
In front of it was a long wooden stool with a metallic tray on it. The tray had all sorts of fruits on it-items backwater people such as these gladiators had never seen in their entire lives.
However, the fruits had something that was easily recognizable dead in their center.
It was a human head.
This human head was well roasted, and oiled, and had an apple placed in between its teeth.
It was empty of eyes and nose. One look at it, and one could tell that Someone had eaten them.
In fact, it was most recent.
Apart from the door that they had come in, they were three other doors on the side.
Where they led to was unknown.
However, only a few seconds that they got in, one of the doors suddenly opened and three literally half-naked succubuses with magnificent breasts, wearing only undies entered the room with smiling faces as they conversed with one another.
Their entry had been a surprise, and for a split second everyone paused and looked at one another very awkwardly.
And then it suddenly happened.
*SCREECH!*
The mouths of the three Succubuses opened to abnormal lengths and widths.
It had opened so wide that their mouths looked like they could swallow a whole person.
Their entire beautiful and gentle persona had totally disappeared, replaced with the wild ferocity of beasts.
Inside their mouths were rows and columns of incisors so sharp and jagged that a great white shark from Lenny's former life would have looked upon them and hide in shame.
Their mouths were so wide that C888 had the impression that he would be taken whole.
Hell, even their tongues had teeth.
For any man, it was a terrible contrast to see attractive boobs under razor-sharp man-eating jaws.
One of the Succubuses made a dive into the air for them.
Even C888 who was the weakest of them was still a Gladiator that had gone through a lot of battles, and after the devil dungeon, they had all become far stronger.
Immediately, they dove out of the spot.
Luckily there did.
That Succubusses mouth managed to miss them, but due to her uncontrolled speed, she got the Couch.
Her death sentencing jaws violently ripped out a full half of the couch.
It was good to note that this couch was made to occupy Cuban's big size and still allow enough space for him to fornicate with these Succubuses.
However, just one careless bite had given a profound understanding to these Gladiators what would happen if they were careless enough to desire to get bitten.
This was not the time, but C888 could not hold it back, "don't tell me Cuban let's these things suck him off!"
A222 and A123 looked at him with a questioning brow.
C888 and A123 had been in captivity. They had no weapons.
However, A222 had her short swords.
She unsheathed them, and threw one to her lover, A123, as she rushed for the Succubus that had just bitten into the couch.
A222 was sharp, and she could greatly feel it.
Her senses were quite sharp.
The moment these demons entered the room, she could tell that they were all of the first lesser demon rank.
This meant one thing.
It meant that they could take them.
It was a three-on-three. Unfortunately for C888, he did not have a weapon. But to take that as an excuse would only mean his death...
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