Chapter 63: Verus, Part 5

"But the problem was that the gladiators kept dying." Verus paused, shaking his head, remembering times long past. "So for sport, he decided to create vampires out of some of us to lengthen the games."

"That's when he made you into a vampire," I replied, unable to believe what I was hearing.

"Yes," Verus continued. "He made my friend, Priscus, and I into vampires, then told us we had to fight one another. The winner would earn our freedom."

"I remember this story," I replied, remembering my world history.

"Yes, you probably do," Verus continued. "Anyway, before the fight ensued, Priscus and I vowed to make it look good, but not to kill one another."

"So, the day of the games," I continued, remembering the story. "You two fought long and hard until he finally stopped the fight and awarded you both your freedom."

"Yes, that's correct," Verus replied, turning away. "We made it look good and put on a good show."