With the cracking sound of the opposing gladiator's neck, Lucius and Marcus jumped from their seats, cheering.

"Blessed Mars, your man won!", Marcus was rabid with excitement.

"He did at that, Marcus, he did at that. Nice touch at the end, neh?", Lucius loved a good fight and this one had been spectacular. "Let us not be too excited brother, else we may invite the anger of the Gods and our man Pusillus will fall."

"Qui veritas, Lucius, you are wise, very wise brother."

Lucius and Marcus sat and waited for the next contender to appear in the arena.