Backed against the arena wall with his opponent's sword blade pressed against his bare belly the young gladiator knew he was finished. Nervously awaiting the emperor's nod, the gladiator instinctively flexed his abs hard in anticipation of the sword thrust that would run the blade through his muscular abdomen.
The gladiator freezes, abdominal muscles tightening. He could feel every droplet of sweat coursing down his skin in his final moments. And, as the blade scrambles his entrails, he feels his belly gurgle in hunger....a hunger now eternal.
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