The restless creature turned around in it's container as it spat back at the two's conversation, surprisingly able to construct coherent sentences, if only for a time. This legitimately spooked the large bionic. Bringing himself closer to Xander so he could continue the conversation in whispers, Magnus hoped the giant bug didn't have advanced hearing as well.

[i][color=6ecff6]"They do not supply weapons, yet, there are many ways to get one. Tearing off a person's arm is a popular strategy"[/color][/i], continued the Steel Demon. He felt compelled to help the defenseless human, most likely put in here only to die because of his master's sick sense of revenge. Unfairness was one of the only things that this terrible slave truly abhorred.

[color=6ecff6][i]"And do remember, this insect right here only has chitin, so he's most likely the easiest target"[/i][/color], he continued. [color=6ecff6][i]"But be careful..."[/i][/color], the metal behemoth continued to advise, [color=6ecff6][i]"He just told you about poison"[/i][/color]. This fact would also prove a problem for Magnus, his whole body essentially an extended circulatory system. The large, robed man in the center started to wind down his useless chattering, and to the gladiator's dismay, the traditional trumpet anthem of Merkadian pit-fighting started. At most, they had 30 seconds until death reined.