"No, no. That didn't happen. I made that jump."
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"I do not like pomegranates. They're messy, impossible to eat with dignity. So much work for a few small seeds."
This article (The Arena), or a section of this article, does not meet wiki standards. Please repair this article so that it meets our standard. Add links, categories and images as well as expanding on information. See the talk page for more info..The Arena was a wide circular pit, surrounded by terraces arranged above a high wall. Ragged canopies would shade spectators from a blazing sun, though there were none here to observe this gruesome spectacle. A huge circular grate at the center of the dusty ground might serve as a sluice for the blood of the many victims that had no doubt met their fate here. Gates on the arena floor were firmly shut, and the walls spiked with obstacles and traps. It had never been part of the design of this place that any should escape the killing floor.