Aurora roared as she ran her opponent through with her sword, and blood splattered across her face as she laughed maniacally, and her opponent screamed. The crowd cheered as she finished the poor thing off, and the well-known notification appeared.

  "Oh. I leveled up. Those stat points could come in handy." Aurora muttered, looking up at the spectators in the Colosseum, and sighing, the rush of battle leaving her body.

  "Well, that's another win from Aurora, the newest Gladiatrix to be admitted to our Colosseum, and having 41 wins and zero losses!" The announcer exclaimed, causing the crowd to cheer.

  "Admitted. Yeah right, because I signed up for this shit." Aurora muttered angrily under her breath. She had been kidnapped, and been taken here, then forced to fight. She was gaining power quickly, but she needed a lot more before she could make her escape. Aurora was sheparded out of the Colosseum, and shown to her cell, which wasn't very comfortable, but she couldn't exactly escape to a better bed right now, could she? "Status." Aurora said, causing her status sheet to appear.

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  "Open skill 'The Chosen Gladiator'" Aurora groaned, as she laid down on her cot that was just about as rough and uncomfortable as rock.

  This was what had allowed her to become as powerful as she was today, and she couldn't show it to anyone, for fear of them betraying her and killing her before she could rise to power.

  "System. Assign five stat points to Strength." Aurora said, before falling asleep on her uncomfortable cot.