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"I don't think he places them, but he collects them and takes a cut," he explained.

Just then, the sound of a loud horn rolled over the plains, emanating from the arena. The crowd's volume rose to a dull roar.

Milo flinched noticably at the sound but seemed to recover quickly enough. He looked at his chains (or lack thereof) with worry.