Dracius, his steps echoing in the corridor, led Alcides away from the tension-filled training area. The clattering of weapons and the distant murmurs of gladiators carried through the air.
"You stir unrest among the men," Dracius began, his eyes stern as they met Alcides'. "Freedom, in this Ludus, is but a mirage. You tread on dangerous grounds, Alcides."
Alcides met Dracius' gaze, his eyes unwavering. "Dracius, you've been a guardian, a force in this house. But don't you ever dream of more? A life beyond these walls?"
Dracius halted, turning to face Alcides with a hardened expression. "Dreams are the luxuries we can't afford. This Ludus is our reality. Questioning it risks more than you can imagine."
As they walked, Dracius narrated tales of gladiators who dared to dream, only to face
