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What the devil's going on?

- Precisely. - Well, the odds are not good.

That is the way.

A species that enslaves other beings

We will accept your stakes on one condition.

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I've conducted two sweeps of the planet's surface.

Seems to be an ionization trail.

places have been prepared for you.

We have found athletic competitions our only challenge,

You are thralls now.

Kirk to Enterprise. Kirk to Enterprise.

we are greatly pleased.

is hardly superior,

we became the physically simple,

You have made me feel strangely.

We suggest you, alone, pitted against three contestants of our choosing.

or with any other system aboard this ship.

Welcome to Triskelion, gentlemen.

Touching an opposing colour deprives a contestant of one weapon.

It is a nice name, Chee-koo.

I do not think your words are allowed.

Gentlemen, I am in command of this vessel,

They do have bodies, or did have?

This isn't Gamma II.

How unfortunate that you must be destroyed.

Where are they, then?

No known natural phenomena could have caused that beam.

I just made a giant masterpiece for all the Greatest World Newspaper nerds

The power source. Shielded by solid rock.

This is ridiculous.

The Providers wish it.

and run off on some wild-goose chase halfway across the galaxy

But I see you must be given a lesson.

This thrall was slow in obeying a command.

The Provider who offers the most quatloos puts his colour on us.

But, captain, if we're not on Gamma II, then where are we?

to fight each other, and the Providers gamble on the winner.

Only a reminder.

...is this also "helping"?

from the trinary system we are now approaching.

Lars, and Chekov's drill thrall, they weren't born here.

But it would be a fascinating project.

Five thousand quatloos that the newcomers will have to be destroyed.