Alcie stood by one of the gates, iron rods the only thing between her and the fight was going on in the arena. She was not to participate in this particular battle but she knew she would be put into the arena soon enough. As she grew tired of watching her fellow gladiators get injured and kill the tigers, she began looking at the crowd in disgust. How could they enjoy the pain of others so much? "May the gods take no mercy on your souls, you should go the Field of Punishment..." She whispered to herself as she bumped her shield against the stone wall. 

How the romans came up with the idea that they had the right to enslave others and force them to fight was something Alcie could not imagine. The only thing she could imagine right now would be how happy she would be killing roman soldiers to make her way back to Greece. She prayed to Athena to give her strength in battle and wisdom to find a way out of this terrible place, never doubting that the greek goddess could hear her from a place away from Greece.