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The snake-cats continued to try and get some sort of claw or tooth into it. Very persistent.

Milo shook himself out of his stupor and scanned the cells that made up the arena wall, searching for a familiar face. Finding none, he turned to Galaxian with a panicked expression. “He’s not here. He’s not here.... oh gods, what did they do?”

The crowd continued its mixed reaction, but they seemed to be slowly veering back to cheers of approval.