An hour or so before we went into the Arena they would lock us in a metal building called the Iron Box, which was fiery hot in summer and cold as ice in winter. This was to stir our anger so we would fight more fiercely and give the crowds better entertainment.
One day my best friend, Marcus, died from the stifling summer heat inside the Iron Box. This made me so furious that I won every match that day, and thus they had to grant me the status of Free Man.
One day my best friend, Marcus, died from the stifling summer heat inside the Iron Box. This made me so furious that I won every match that day, and thus they had to grant me the status of Free Man.
