The Bravos are to be public-use slaves for the city

"...Slaves?" Fuu tried the word in her mouth. It was not far from what she would have guessed, though having it confirmed to her did little to ease her mind.

"There isss a belief in the teachingsss of Atzinin that thossse who allow themssselvesss to be besssted in combat are unworthy of the freedom she has granted ussss all in her eternal graciousssnesss," Coatlique turned away from Fuu, bowing in reverence to the statue behind him. Nearby, Fuu saw movement, and when Emmaline's eyes fluttered open, she silently gave her a look to remain quiet.

"Asss you and your companionsss and your guardsss have proven yoursssselvesss unworthy, it is by divine decree that we mussst ssstrip you of the giftssss you have wasssted." When he turned back around, there was only the faintest hint of maliciousness in his eye. "But, Atzinin isss a wonderful and compasssionate Goddessss, and in her eternal wisssdom, she hassss alwaysss watched over her children."

Fuu noticed Robin beginning to stir, and from the way Coatlique changed his stance to address her as well, it seemed he had also noticed.

"You, asss well asss your companionsss will ssserve to the needsss of my people, whatever they may be. You will have noticed the ressstraintsss around your necksss." Coatlique frowned, "It wasss not my wish to bind you, but the powersss you ssseem to possesss are too dangerousss to allow to run around the city unchecked. You will find that the power of the Goddess holdsss your magicsss our of your reach."

Fuu was too tired to pull at the true extent of her power regardless, but part of her swore she could still feel that divine energy, not far from her reach.

"While the Goddessss grantsss you the mercy of your continued livesss asss ssservantsss of our city, any citizen that ssso desssiresss may mate with you and ssseek to continue hisss line with your sssurrendered body." He paused, but it was clear he had no intention of allowing any of them to protest. "There are waysss, of courssse, that the Goddesss might grant you the right to reclaim yourssself for your own. There are competitionsss in which you might partake, rightsss you might perform, and sssacrificesss you might make. But know that, ssshould you fail to prove yourssselvesss again and again, you will only push yourssselvesss further from the redemption you ssseeek."

He held Fuu's steady gaze for several moments, then nodded to Liv as she finally awoke as well. "I would wisssh you luck, but in truth, it mattersss to me very little what your fatesss may be." While Liv looked up at Fuu in confusion, Coatlique turned and began to walk toward an ornate door at the far end of the massive chamber. The sounds of his footsteps and the clicking of his staff echoed in the silence.