You were brought to some palace, two guards accompany you, and kneel in front of a beautiful lady with dark skin and white clothes, she sits on a kind of throne, she has her legs crossed, she has a glass of wine in her hands, she turns it in her hands and looks at you with a certain disappointment , as if she expected more

Numida: So you're the champion? You look like that...uninteresting and... I don't know insignificant or something...what do you think about yourself?