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Proximo
and
his
gladiators
walked
through
the
streets
of
the
town
on
their
way
to
the
arena
.
Haken
and
the
gladiators
were
chained
together
,
and
Proximo
’
s
guards
walked
with
them
.
They
were
all
carrying
short
swords
.
The
arena
was
small
.
It
was
not
like
the
enormous
Colosseum
in
Rome
,
although
it
was
there
for
the
same
reason
-
to
entertain
the
people
.
This
arena
was
just
a
circle
of
sandy
ground
with
a
lot
of
seats
around
it
.
But
the
seats
were
filled
with
people
,
and
the
people
were
expecting
to
see
blood
.
Maximus
and
the
other
gladiators
were
taken
to
a
small
area
behind
the
seats
.
Above
them
were
Proximo
’
s
seats
,
next
to
the
seats
of
several
other
gladiator
trainers
.
This
special
position
gave
the
trainers
a
good
view
of
the
arena
and
they
could
also
see
the
gladiators
preparing
to
fight
.
They
discussed
their
gladiators
together
before
the
contest
started
-
who
would
live
and
who
would
die
.
"
Has
the
African
fought
before
?
"
one
of
the
men
asked
Proximo
.
"
No
,
first
time
.
"
"
And
that
one
?
"
he
asked
,
pointing
to
Maximus
.
"
Soldier
?
"
"
Him
?
He
’
s
no
good
,
"
said
Proximo
.
"
But
I
have
an
idea
.
"
He
called
down
to
his
guards
.
"
Chain
the
Spaniard
to
the
African
.
"
he
said
.
The
other
man
was
not
sure
about
Maximus
.
He
liked
the
look
of
the
Spaniard
.
