Training in a forest cave

"I guess the only cruel act was bragging to them about how I was improving to make them work harder which worked partially along with a constant beating from the two of them which went easily in their favor because of the law no male may strike a female with exception of with the matron mothers approval."

"How dreadful!" said Cyra in horror. "It's true that she must be stopped and we need to show your family the truth."

"I know I only have one advantage over her being she still desires me as her servant and tool to advance her houses rank along with filling her coffers."

"Can you elaborate on that?" asked Cyra with interest. She and Arasinya were willing to provide any help they can.

"She was always showing me off while I fought to the other matron mothers which it felt like I was a piece of meat being appraised." My sisters just hated that I kept making them look bad as I improved as a gladiator while they kept getting the harshest work out punishment short of a personal sparing session with mother." " That is why they always used that law as an excuse to beat me down when they knew I wasn't scheduled for a match."

"Hmph, politics," Arasinya pouted when she crossed her arms. "It's often the case when morales are another excuse to make you look better."

"It doesn't really matter to me anymore what they want with me I would rather stay at my campsite isolated over going back to her to live."

Arasinya would pound her fist on the table as she declared, "Well, I'll give her and those matron mothers a piece of my mind if it's the last task I accomplish. This can't go on any further."

" The problem is you will have to go to the source of the law which is their patron goddess which I don't think I want to make that attempt because I am so far from a match for a deity it would be my death for sure."

Understanding but unphased by this, Arasinya said, "Well, whatever it takes, I'll do it. I even have a few friends that can help us out."