The trident plunged into the thick, burning, sand that served as the coliseum’s floor. Decimus rolled to onto his stomach, nearly escaping the impaling prods on the beast’s weapon. He then forced the palms of his hand against the burning floor and pressed up with significant force; this is what enabled him to send a spinning drop-kick onto the beast’s collarbone as Decimus did a Cart-wheel styled flip sequence. The crowd roared with excitement at seeing that this would no longer be just another execution, this prisoner finally had some fight left in them. Decimus, took his fighting stance; his left foot was drawn back and both his feet were angled to about the 10 o’clock position. His right hand was extended farther then his left, and both his arms were slightly bent at the elbow. He readied his body for the barrage he was planning on giving the Best with the Cestus’ he was given. The Beast released his Trident and turned to face Decimus, he attempted to thrust Decimus the abdomen. Decimus spun counter-clockwise and tightly so that he was right next to the shaft of the trident. He placed his left hand on the trident and yanked it forward, so he could send a brutal right elbow into the face of his opponent. The brute grunted, but did not let go of his weapon. Instead he slammed his left shoulder into his small opponent, this sent Decimus to stumble but quickly regain his stance. The brute swung the trident from left to right in one sweeping motion. Decimus ducked the weapon then charged in and jumped into the air so he double jump kick the Beast to the ground which, with the obvious cheer of the crowd, came to happen. Decimus landed in a push-up position than jumped to his feet and quickly swooped up the trident. The beast roared as he fell, and his rage grew after having his weapon stolen, but instead he leans over and now grabs the net that was now in his reach. The best got up and begun swinging the net, trying his best to make it as menacing as possible. Decimus stood proudly, as if at attention with the trident. He stood upright, trident straight up and resting the end of the shaft on the ground. This only infuriated the beast more, and he charged Decimus and tried to whip the net at him. The small gladiator rolled to the side and spun on his heel so he could send the thick iron shaft of the trident slamming into the back of his opponent’s head. The beast grabbed the back of his head and turned to faced Decimus, and the crowd cheered and roared with excitement. Decimus smirked and turned to face the beast who was now charging him, and within a dangerous proximity. Decimus ducked and slide forward, extending the iron bar into the beast’s shins. This sent the brute tumbling to the ground, and rolling over Decimus onto his back. The trident wielding man now stood and looked at the beast with defiance. He raised the trident, and aimed for the beast’s chest. The trident glided through the brute’s chest cavity and found its way back into the sand. Decimus let go of the trident and raised both of his hands in victory. The crowd clapped and cheered for this new gladiator that proved his worth. The crowd fell silent as the emperor rose up, and held out his left hand. This seemingly old man extended the thumb on his left and looked around at the crowd. The crowd roared and cheered, some held their thumbs pointing up. The emperor thought for a few moments before he turned his hand right side up, and the crowd jumped out of their seats at now having a new gladiator.
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