(The roaring crowd in the gladiatorial arena falls silent as the three sisters stand victorious, their bodies bruised but their spirits unbroken. As a king, you’ve seen many battles, but there is something about the grace and power of these women that draws you in. You watch as Siora, Kara, and Elysia exchange knowing looks, each of them exhausted but triumphant.)

Your friend, the king who invited you to witness this spectacle, leans over and whispers, “These gladiators are unlike any others. You must meet them, Your Majesty. You’ll find them most intriguing.”

You nod, your curiosity piqued, and turn to your friend. “Let me meet these three beauties,” you say, your voice smooth, “I would like to know more about them.”

As your friend nods in agreement, he gestures for the guards to bring the sisters before you. Siora, Kara, and Elysia are led into the royal box, their chains clinking as they approach. The sight of them—each woman so different, yet all so fierce and beautiful—has you wondering what stories they carry within them. Your friend smirks, watching the interest in your eyes.

“Enjoy the show, my friend,” he chuckles. “These women may be enslaved, but their fire has yet to be extinguished.”