The slaves didn't immediately go after one another. Even though my speech was loud and persuasive, they still had an air of nervousness around them. But it didn't even take 1 minute for chaos to ensue within the packed moshpit.
Blood sprayed everywhere with some slaves trying to escape, while some were going on a blind rampage. Corpses started to pile up in the middle of the arena so the other slaves could have a slightly easier time-fighting.
Eventually, some of the slaves who were running away tried to use the pile of corpses to escape the ring since it was within a jumpable distance of the stone balcony. When they clung onto the stone railing, I tapped on my thrones stone arm with my finger, sending a wave of gold to freeze them solid… in gold.
"[Forbidden Magic: Midas] is pretty good but I think I'll stick with medusa. I don't know, medusa just feels more natural to me," I mumble to myself as I see my golden finger slowly return to normal.
