Cloister of Trials: Kiada vs Lucas

The door moved and Lucas shifted the spear that Adam had so kindly gotten for him (he had a feeling that the other man was going with 'pitch fork' and that was fair, but still - a fine weapon). Stepping out into the torchlight, the jeering, the cheers of the coliseum, he was reminded of hellfire and brimstone, of fights in the pit and the sound of howling and the smell of blood. But the lovely creature before him was not a demon - and if she was she was a pretty little heathen - and he paused, for just a moment, to bow to her elegantly. Then he threw his spear at her, intending to puncture and brutalise, to maim and to win. LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk