Gaia

Soon enough, the three of us were standing before a very large tall building.

It seemed like every building here was straight out of Ancient Greece with stone pillars.

"That is this place?" I murmured, my question directed at no one in particular.

We stopped in front of a tall building with gold statues outside that looked like they were about to fight with their weapons drawn.

"Welcome to the Thebes Coliseum!" Glaze declared, "Most folks here come watch the games. And even people from other worlds come to fight in the tournament!"

I wondered if I might be able to take part in these games-they sounded fun, and I definitely could use more practice with the Chainsaword.

And maybe, just maybe, Duncan and Dawn were here.

"Let's go!"

The three of us took off, running to the building. Me and Tank pushed open the doors and peered inside.

We had entered what appeared to be a lobby of some kind. Standing in the room was what looked like a horse, except for the fact that instead of a head there was a man's torso with balding red hair and a goatee. He was dressed in a toga, though the back half was sticking out.

We exchanged glances before we approached him, slowly.

"Um..." I moved forward slightly, nervously.

"Good timing," the centaur barked, turning around. The moment he saw me, he stopped talking, "Oh. Wrong guy. What're you jokers doing here?" he demanded, "This here's the world-famous coliseum - heroes only! And I got my hands full preparing for the games, y'know, the world famous ones? So run-along."

I narrowed my eyes at the centaur, clenching my teeth together, my hands turning into fists at my side. What was with this guy?

I was about to shout in our defence, but the centaur only continued, "Y'need me to spell it out for ya? Look, it's like this," The centaur waved his arms to emphasise his point, "Heroes are coming from all over to fight ferocious monsters right here in the Coliseum and just wandering-"

"Well," Tank said, "We're here to enter the tournament!"

"That's right," Glaze grinned, "So how do we get in?"

"Get in?" The centaur burst into laughter, shaking his head, "What makes you think you've got what it takes? These here games are for heroes only."

Glaze folded her arms angrily over her chest, narrowing her eyes, "You got heroes standing right in front of you."

Tank grinned, "Yup!" She put her hand on my shoulder proudly, "He's a real hero chosen by the Chainsaword!"

"And we're heroes, too," Glaze added proudly.

The centaur's eyes went wide with shock, "Hero?" he echoed in disbelief, pointing one finger at me, "That femboy?"

He then went into a series of uncontrollable laughter.

"What's so funny?" I demanded, taking offence, "I've fought a bunch of monsters with the Chainsaword!"

As soon as the centaur managed to stop laughing, his angry face reappeared, "You're a femboy. You can't a hero if you have a small penis."

What the fuck?! What does penis size have to do with being a hero? I imagined a world where firefighters have to have big cocks.

'You see, we use our pee to put out the fire. The firehose is just for show, to avoid awkward conversations with the kids, ya know. And a bigger dick means you can store more pee to put out the fire with.'

And then I remembered Amaya told me that's actually how it worked in her world. I decided to shut the centaur up the only way I knew how. By showing him my dick.

The centaur's jaw dropped at the sight of how big it was. His expression returned to normal.

"Well, let's see what you can do."

Glancing over his shoulder, he gestured for me and the others to follow. Me, Glaze and Tank looked at each other before following the centaur.