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The
more
experienced
gladiators
trained
against
each
other
,
working
with
swords
and
spears
and
with
shields
and
armor
.
The
new
ones
were
put
together
into
a
small
arena
in
the
center
.
One
by
one
they
were
given
heavy
wooden
swords
and
sent
in
to
face
the
teacher
.
He
had
a
similar
sword
.
Proximo
watched
from
a
short
distance
.
Very
quickly
his
trained
eye
could
sort
the
new
class
into
two
groups
.
The
fighters
were
marked
with
red
paint
,
and
the
others
with
yellow
.
Haken
enjoyed
his
job
as
gladiator
teacher
.
He
took
great
pleasure
in
knocking
away
the
swords
of
his
new
students
and
then
hitting
them
hard
so
they
fell
onto
the
dirt
.
It
was
soon
Maximus
’
s
turn
to
face
Haken
.
"
Spaniard
,
"
Haken
called
to
him
.
Maximus
went
forward
slowly
.
Proximo
watched
more
closely
,
to
see
what
would
happen
.
Maximus
picked
up
the
sword
and
stood
facing
Haken
.
Suddenly
everyone
,
especially
Haken
,
saw
that
this
man
was
a
fighter
.
There
was
something
about
the
way
he
held
the
sword
,
the
way
he
stood
-
but
most
of
all
there
were
his
eyes
.
There
was
no
doubt
-
he
knew
how
to
fight
.
Maximus
lifted
the
sword
and
then
dropped
it
to
the
ground
.
He
seemed
to
be
saying
,
"
I
could
kill
,
but
I
choose
not
to
.
"
Haken
was
surprised
.
Was
this
an
insult
?
He
looked
to
Proximo
for
orders
.
Proximo
made
a
sign
to
him
to
continue
.
Haken
struck
Maximus
across
the
stomach
.
Maximus
fell
forward
but
then
stood
straight
again
and
faced
him
.
