As the night's feast continued, the arena was illuminated by flickering torchlight, casting eerie shadows on the sand. Dracius, the whip-wielding trainer, gave the loud order, slashing his whip through the air, signaling the commencement of the battle between Helios and Rufus the Reckoner.
The gladiators wasted no time, their weapons clashing with a resounding clang as they began their deadly dance. Helios, the undefeated champion, moved with an otherworldly grace, demonstrating his superior skills to the spectators. His every step and strike were a testament to years of rigorous training.
The crowd watched in rapt attention as Helios dodged, parried, and countered with remarkable precision. He entertained the audience with his agility, seemingly dancing through the battle, making it loo
