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Chapter 34 - A LITTLE CONVERSATION IN THE COLOSSEUM

The lion's roar echoed through the colosseum, and the ground trembled as it charged into the fray, its fiery mane billowing like a banner of rebellion. On its back, Sera and her father revealed themselves, a stark contrast to the facade they had maintained. The old man, his eyes gleaming with a hint of amusement, addressed Revy, "Thank you for saving us."

Revy's second persona took the reins, his cunning mind working overtime as he looked the old man up and down. "Stop with the theatrics," he said with a smirk. "This 'father-daughter' act doesn't fool me.

The fallen god chuckled, his form rippling and changing into something more divine, less human. "Ah, so you've figured it out," he said, stroking his chin. "Indeed, I am not her true father. But I have watched over her since she was born." His eyes twinkled with mischief. "But you, Revy Gray, you are a puzzle that keeps unfolding."

The second person took control; with a sarcastic tone. "I don't know how you did it, but I may have lost to you once in gambling, but I'm not stupid enough not to see your game," he said, pointing at Sera, "your student did a good job, but he didn't play enough to fool a gambler like me."

The fallen god, now in his true form, laughed heartily, his eyes shining with an ancient wisdom that seemed to pierce the fabric of the coliseum. "Indeed," he said, his voice echoing through the stone, "your instincts are sharper than any sword. It seems your third self is a worthy foe. But tell me, Revy Gray, how did you detect Raia's lie?"

his cunning, gambler personality took over again, a hint of pride in his voice. "Whenever someone lies," he said softly, "the air around them... feels different. It's like a slight shift in the fabric of reality, a disturbance in the flow of truth."

The fallen god nodded, his gaze fixed on the young warrior with the red sword. "Ah, so you felt this in Raia. It's not very convincing, it's like you're hiding something."

Revy's second personality, the one with a sharp tongue and keen mind, took the forefront. "Old man, your games are tiresome," he quipped, his voice filled with a mix of irritation and curiosity. "What is it you truly want from us?"

The laughter of the fallen god filled the coliseum, the sound echoing off the ancient stones. "Oh, I'll get straight to the point," he said, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "The story is long, I have things I want to know about you, you need answers too. Let's go to the desert king's palace and talk there", pointing to the curious spectators in the arena. "This place doesn't seem to be suitable."

Revy Gray's alter ego took a step back, her hand gripping Crimson Cliff tightly. "Okay, let's go," he said, his voice a mixture of skepticism and expectation.