"Oh what is this? Partial Metal Slave is going back for an attack?" The announcer declared, "Perhaps he may actually provi-"
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Senator Vicaver gritted his teeth, as he took the chalice from the table next to him as he slammed it to the ground. It made a loud clang, as it shattered into several pieces. He turned to his slave girl as he barked, "CLEAN THAT UP, PICK EACH INDIVIDUAL PIECE YOU MONGREL!" He sat full upright as he turned to the Magister, who was laughing wildly. "GET OUT!" The Magister laughing wildly, but respected the wishes of the Senator and left. 

Vicaver looked down upon Akira, "Why haven't you been broken yet!?" Vicaver balled up his right hand into a fist, as he glanced at the slave girl, who while picking up pieces tried to stealthily move a piece into a pocket to hold onto. Vicaver quickly opened up his right hand as he smacked the slave down onto the tile, as she landed into the shards of the chalice. She yelped in pain, "INSOLENT DOG! BITING FROM THE HAND THAT FEEDS YOU!" Vicaver returned his glance to Akira, ".... YOU. YOU. WILL. BEHAVE, AND BECOME BROKEN!"