The gladiator slowly tips the empty pouch, watching dust drift out, then lifts the single bronze coin between trembling fingers, turning it so torchlight glints across its surface. His chest rises and falls with weary breath, eyes widening in quiet astonishment. The torch flame flickers, sending shifting shadows across the damp stone walls, dust motes drifting in the warm glow. The camera holds...
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