175. The king's goal (1): Blood of an unnatural.

Playing trident's target was a sweet but short experience for Jude. It was an actual sport he was never going to play again.

They did a lot more things but most of the time was spent in the arena playing the sport.

One reason why he continued playing was because the competitors beat him every time at a match.

"At least we managed to win once," Jude said with a smile as he laid in his cell.

"Tsk, if it wasn't for your bad skill we would have won from the beginning. Those guys that played with us... We're playing with us." Zur's voice came from his cell, sounding frustrated.

"It was fun while it lasted. I wonder why the guards are taking time to come get me, it's the third day already," Jude said with a tired sigh.

"Has the axis come up already?" Zur said as he looked out of the small window in his cell to see a bright star shaped item above Atlantis which hovered there.

"Damn, it's already the third day." Zur sighed tiredly as well.