Pelorus watched her from the shadows. He saw the fear in her eyes—not the fear of death, but the hollow, gnawing fear of hope being tortured.
He turned and limped back to his stool. The next day, Sura was taken by the magistrate’s men. Spartacus’s rage ignited the rebellion. But Pelorus saw it coming. In the chaos of the escape—the night Spartacus and Crixus and the others broke free, slaughtering Batiatus’s guards—Pelorus did not run. He did not take a sword. spartacus: blood and sand
He walked calmly to Batiatus’s private study. The lanista was there, trembling, a dagger in his fat hand. Pelorus watched her from the shadows