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an arid woman and her child.

That's right... arid.

I don't call anyone a gig.

Perhaps I will bet on you.

Bet on death.

I always do.

That's what keeps me alive.

Here...

For a little strength.

Walk strong in the wei,

my friend.

Attention.

The games will begin now.

Civilization is

a delicate balance.

I must weigh

what the people want

against what I know they need.

- Pheon!

- Terra?

And they need stability,

order, discipline.

And these I give them, orange.

She is pretty.

Did you enjoy last night?

I enjoyed it very much.

Such a beautiful vessel,

but empty.

I'm more than just a vessel.

You used to understand that.

Anyone with sight

would understand that.

Perhaps I'm blind.

I will give you an heir.

It's only a matter of time.

Obedience to my word...

Is my freedom.

I am a father

to a civilization.

I will not be forgotten.

Hirokin!

Hirokin!

I will not fight!

I will not kill another arid!

Then you die!

All right, you gigs

all know the rules.

Kill your opponents,

save your loved ones

from the spike.

I love you.

Hirokin!

No!

Impressive.

No.

No-ooo.

Mother!

Daddy!

Renault!

Mother!

No.

- No.

- Yes!

Hirokin.

Don't let go. No!

Kore, you tell me

you rounded up

this human with that whore.

And her child.

- Let her go!

- He won the fight.

According to the rules

the woman is free.

Indeed, rules.

Where would we be without them?

No.

- Yes, viceroy.

- Hold on.

I'm here.

Don't let go.

Hold on.

Hold on.

No no!

No no!

Hirokin! No!

No!

Moss and his remaining rebels

- are of little threat.

- Find him, kore.

Many underestimate

the invisible enemy.

Moss is remaining hidden,

but rest assured

the time will come

when he and his people

will take form.

That is the wei.

I will find him.

Perhaps you should not

return until you do.

That would be wise.

As you wish...

My lord.

Dead.

- Dead.

- This one's still breathing.

Not anymore.

Did you see that human

in the pit?

- The bony one?

- No, the fat one.

- There was a fat human in the pit?

- No!

You know, I don't know why I

hang out with you sometimes.

I do like 'em with a

little bit of meat on 'em.

You like what with a

little bit of meat on 'em?

Humans, arids...

doesn't really matter,

so long as there's

a little bit of meat on 'em.

Right. What are you

gonna do with 'em

- when you're done?

- Done doing what?

Stickin' 'em.

Wait a minute, what did you

think I was talking about?

I don't know what you're talking about.

It keeps changing.

First you were talking about a

human in the pit, a bony one.

Now you're talking about stickin' 'em.

It's very confusing.

Wait.

Look, isn't that him?

Yeah. He's a little bony,

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