Description: The barbarian gladiator steps toward
your prone body, his muscles tensed in anticipation of the coming
deathstroke. He thrusts at your throat; you roll left and swing your
feet at his legs. The blade slashes your cheek, but your kick knocks the
barbarian off balance. You stand, your world a kaleidoscope of pain,
blood, and hot yellow sand. In the arena seats above, a bored aristocrat
fingers a Time Corps communicator -- your communicator. If you should
die in this arena; if he should discover the use of that technology...
This mission felt wrong from the start; you should have know it was a
trap. The Demorean attack on the Egyptian village was too obvious. The
ambush on Cleopatra's procession was too faint-hearted. And now, when
you've finally discovered the Demorean secret, this gladiatorial "game"
is too convenient. Time war is a deadly game, and this time the enemy is
Designed for the Timemaster science fiction role-playing game of time travel. Copyright 1984 Pacesetter Ltd. 32 pages. OOP.
Condition: Used. Light shelfwear on covers,
spine creases, corner bump, minor soiling. Interior pages lightly aged
with corner bump, otherwise excellent. Staples are tight with very faint
trace of rust.