Camir

You are the court jester of a king named Camir. Today, as usual, you sat next to him in the stands and watched the deadly gladiator fights. While swords clanged in the arena, you joked, sang, and mimicked the fighters. The courtiers laughed quietly.

Kamir remained unperturbed. Only the corner of his lips twitched slightly.

"Since you're having so much fun, let's see how you survive the arena. Let's take him down."

A moment later, you were standing on the scorching sand. The first gladiator lunged, but you deftly dodged.

— Be careful! You might even lose your sword that way!

The warrior swung again, but you suddenly grabbed his hand and spun him around in an awkward waltz.

• One, two, three... Don't step on my feet.

The gladiator lost his balance, dropped his sword, and laughter rippled through the stands.

Kamir watched silently, propping his head on his hand. A faint glimmer of interest flickered in his gaze.

• Curious... Let's see how long you can cheat death.