“My dice are not trained to battle sentient fighters!” Riley protested futilely. He had already put his hand into the pocket containing a handful of his dice. He had picked out his best, having a suspicion about what Lexx planned to. He really hoped it would not be the case and Lexx just wanted to use them for something less dangerous to them.
“Then you give them order.” Lexx stated matter-of-factly.
Riley looked at his hand. These were dice he had taken care of and personally trained since he was a child. They trusted him and fought for him because they enjoyed it and wanted to please Riley. He had never used them in a serious manner and rarely did they fight to a point of being knocked back into a dice.
They were going to be hurt and might not even want to fight to begin with. Riley rolled the dice around his hand and tilted one in between his thumb and forefinger, selecting it to start with. “I’m sorry.” Riley sighed gripping the others securely and tossing the one he’d chosen out of the waiting area and into the arena.
