Chapter 10

Yrah needed to sit down. She no longer had the strength to stand. What kind of world did she live in before that she didn’t know that people like Gresso and places like this existed?

The young man guided her down to a chair next to a table, probably because she looked like she was about to faint. “Doktora, the truth is, no one forces the inmates to fight. It’s out of their own volition. They’re the ones who sign up to fight.”

From far away, somewhere deep in her mind, Yrah could hear someone shrieking. “What?”

The guard shook his head as though she disappointed him in some way. “They can make money from those fights, doktora, which they can send to their families outside. That’s not all. They can also ask anything from the warden, as long as it falls within the c