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They greet Gannicus with louder voice,
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yet he stands removed from the games.
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Enter Drappes!
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Thraex!
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Crixus shows promise, yet again the same fate.
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Our men see victory, only to be awarded exclusion.
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The fruits reaped, when you offend a man beyond our station.
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Begin!
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I but stood ground to protect our house.
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As any lanista would.
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Yet ambition beyond the title clouds your judgment.
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We must be humble if I am to repair relations with Tullius,