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It was already close to 11 a.m. The crucifixions and torture of the slaves in the arena continued when a group of naked girls were whipped out by one of the vomitoria.
The audience cheered because all of them had a small cross tattooed on their left buttocks, a sign that they were all new victims condemned to the cross.
The master of ceremonies asked for silence and explained that these girls were a gift to Tiberius from Batiatus Sextus, trainer of gladiators and gladiatrices.
The frightened makeshift gladiatrices were placed in front of Krista's cross to watch the slave writhe in pain.
- Pay attention, slaves, one of you will be saved from the torture of the cross if you fight well. You must fight among yourselves with the gladius in your hand. The one who survives will be spared crucifixion but all the rest will suffer this horrible ordeal.
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The people burst into applause when they heard that.
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- Come on girl, get ready to fight, but be careful and don't kill your opponent or you will be the one crucified. Minor sword wounds are allowed but nothing more. The loser will be the one who comes first with her knee on the ground.
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With the remote hope of being saved from the torture, the gladiatrices fought among themselves fiercely among the forest of crosses where dozens of women moaned in pain. Seeing that torment encouraged them to fight with all the skill they were capable of, thus delighting the public.
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Every time a slave fell to the ground, the audience shouted with joy, cheering Tiberius for the exciting spectacle of seeing those naked girls fighting fiercely each other.
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The loser girl was dragged by the executioners to the nearest cross and was immediately crucified, however, if she had refused to fight or the public was of the opinion that the losing slave had not fought with sufficient skill or bravery, she was tied to an X cross. or to the torment posts to suffer extra torture before being nailed to the cross.
While they were tied up, the girls cried and asked for mercy, but there was none of that in the arena. The arena was the anteroom to Hades for the condemned slaves and the executioners, true devils without guts.
- Tie the slave tightly while I heat the irons, I don't want her to move when her skin burns.
- Please, I beg you....
to be continued