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"There is a trace of the barbarian everywhere, and in everyone," Batiatus agreed. "It's what kept me in business, and, perhaps it shall return me to business once more. With any luck, you'll be able to attend some games in the proper Roman style," he added with a slight smile- it was this trait that filled the seats at the arena, after all. The human desire to see blood spilled and life ended was an excellent thing, as, it had filled his coffers nicely before it turned on him. Batiatus didn't see this as a reason to be discouraged- everyone had to go sometime, and, he'd even gotten a second chance, to all appearances. Thus, he planned to make use of it, in the ways he knew best.