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When
they
were
inside
the
city
walls
,
he
noticed
other
things
.
The
city
was
poorer
and
dirtier
than
he
remembered
it
.
At
last
they
arrived
at
Proximo
’
s
old
school
,
where
the
gates
were
still
locked
as
he
had
left
them
.
The
gladiators
were
glad
to
get
out
of
the
box
they
had
traveled
in
.
They
looked
around
.
Across
the
rooftops
of
Rome
,
only
a
short
distance
away
,
was
an
enormous
building
:
the
great
Colosseum
.
Maximus
,
Juba
,
and
the
others
stared
at
it
,
listening
to
the
sound
of
50
,
000
voices
shouting
for
blood
.
Each
man
was
thinking
,
"
Is
that
where
I
die
?
"
From
the
great
arena
came
another
sound
:
"
Caesar
!
Caesar
!
Proximo
knew
this
meant
that
the
Emperor
had
just
arrived
.
He
looked
across
at
Maximus
.
"
Win
the
crowd
"
he
said
softly
.
Maximus
had
only
one
thought
:
"
He
is
there
.
He
is
close
.
The
time
is
coming
when
I
will
see
him
myself
:
the
man
I
live
to
kill
.
"
*
*
*
It
was
late
morning
of
the
following
day
when
Maximus
and
the
other
gladiators
were
taken
to
the
Colosseum
.
They
were
put
into
cages
under
the
seats
of
the
arena
.
Crowds
of
people
came
past
to
look
at
the
new
fighters
,
to
guess
which
ones
were
winners
and
which
would
die
.
Maximus
sat
at
the
back
of
the
cage
,
taking
no
notice
of
them
.
He
could
hear
Proximo
talking
loudly
to
a
man
called
Cassius
,
whose
job
was
to
organize
the
contests
in
the
Colosseum
.
He
also
had
to
please
the
Emperor
.
"
The
Emperor
wants
battles
?
"
Proximo
shouted
.
"
My
men
are
highly
trained
single
fighters
.
I
refuse
to
let
them
die
like
that
.
They
will
be
wasted
in
this
stupid
piece
of
theater
.
"
