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As the crowd cheered for what they thought was a dramatic finishing move, the two "pirates" turned toward the arena's heavy bronze floodgates. With a coordinated heave, they shattered the locking pin.

But Cassian didn't strike. He looked up at the Proconsul’s box, then at the heavy iron grates where the water drained. He knew the plumbing of this place better than the guards. Swords and Sandals Pirates

Cassian, once a prince of a fallen Aegean isle, tightened the leather straps of his manica . He wasn't holding a traditional gladius. Instead, he gripped a curved Thracian falx—a blade that looked suspiciously like a boarding pike. As the crowd cheered for what they thought

The giant went down with a massive splash. Before the Shark could recover, Cassian was on him, the point of his falx at the seam of Barca’s bronze collar. He looked up at the Proconsul’s box, then

Across the flooded sands stood "The Shark" Barca, a massive Carthaginian brute wearing a helmet fashioned from a dried leviathan’s skull.