The Roman crowd cheered loudly as the victorious Nubian rose off her defeated rival and raised her arms above her head. At her feet lay the sweat drenched naked body of her comatose rival, spread-eagle on the hard packed sand of the arena. Xhana turned slowly in a circle absorbing the thunderous applause of the crowd as she gazed up at the sea of faces above her.
As the crowd noise started to die down Xhana planted her right foot firmly on the chest of her unconscious rival, and looked up at the Royal Box.