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The roar of the crowd, the harsh sun. The zing of blades and the bite of sand.
Welcome to the arena.
New to this place? You find yourself in the pit, surrounded by others. A rusted sword sits at your feet, dare you lift it up? If you do you name yourself Gladiator and you will be a target. Lifting the cool metal you feel it's weight in your hand, it feels...right. It feels natural, however a sudden surge of aggression that follows is not so normal. Who is that getting close to you? A friend? An enemy? A stranger? It doesn't matter, all you know is that you have to win. You have to be the Champion!
Meanwhile in the stands all who have been in this place for a while are forced to watch. Do you know that person who is being attacked? Is your normally sweet and quiet friend suddenly brutally assaulting someone else? Have fun watching because you can't get down to them. You can call down to them but will they even hear you through the sound of blood rushing in their ears?
It's worth a shot right?
Welcome to the Arena.