Castiel Folgfels

Castiel is watching a match in the fighting rings. He likes seeing the gladiators cross weapons and the blood splattering around. His guard stands next to his seat. One of the fighters goes to the ground and the crowd cheers. Castiel cheers aswell, clapping and shouting, especially because the one he betted on won. He leans back in his seat again, his fur coat billowing around him as he watches the dead man being dragged out of the arena and the next couple of fighters enter.