Going down the corridors of the Colosseum, Mithras hummed a silly tune, eyes shut as he bounced with a spring in his step. The crew followed without a word, wondering what put their boss in such a cheerful mood. Only Ishtar seemed to have a hint, smiling for reasons she kept to herself.
Along the way, the crew's numbers dropped to 60ish, the rest dispatched by Mithras to handle various tasks. A gathering of men and women in black awaited outside the Colosseum, about 100 aristocrats who greeted Mithras and crew with polite bows.
"The House of Azi welcomes Your Highness," the group leader, a slender woman with mid-long auburn hair and a bouncy cleavage that popped out of her cocktail dress, said. Her breasts squeezing hard and giving our favorite aphrodisiac a most welcome view.
Honoria and Nagini's eyes narrowed immediately, both nailing the newcomer with murderous glowers while Ishtar looked at her with suspicion.
