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"
Are
you
not
entertained
?
"
Maximus
shouted
at
them
.
"
Is
this
not
why
you
came
?
"
He
threw
down
his
own
sword
and
walked
out
of
the
arena
gates
and
back
to
the
prison
area
.
*
*
*
In
the
cool
of
the
evening
,
Maximus
and
Juba
stood
inside
the
gates
of
Proximo
’
s
school
.
They
looked
out
over
the
desert
to
the
mountains
in
the
distance
.
"
My
country
-
it
’
s
somewhere
out
there
,
"
Juba
said
.
"
My
home
.
My
wife
is
preparing
food
and
my
daughters
are
carrying
water
from
the
river
.
Will
I
ever
see
them
again
?
I
think
not
.
"
"
Do
you
believe
you
’
ll
meet
them
again
-
after
you
die
?
"
Maximus
asked
.
"
I
think
so
,
"
Juba
said
.
"
But
I
will
die
soon
.
They
will
not
die
for
many
years
.
"
"
But
you
would
wait
for
them
.
"
"
Of
course
,
"
Juba
said
.
"
I
almost
died
,
coming
here
,
"
said
Maximus
.
"
You
saved
me
.
I
never
thanked
you
"
Maximus
looked
at
Juba
,
and
there
was
pain
in
his
eyes
.
"
Because
my
wife
,
and
my
son
,
are
waiting
for
me
.
"
Juba
understood
.
"
You
’
ll
meet
them
again
,
"
he
said
.
"
But
not
yet
,
yes
?
"
He
laughed
.
This
team
was
not
ready
for
death
.
