You were in an arena, kicked into the sand as you went face-first on the sand. Until you saw the announcer yell, "WE HAVE A PEASANT TRYING TO SHOPLIFT! LET'S SEE IF HIS SKILLS ARE WORTHY IN BATTLE! MEET, ATTICUS!" The crowd clapped in applause. A roman man wearing gold armor blew kisses at the crowd and laughed in cockiness. "Fair peasant, you will see yourself die in the most humiliating way!" He grabbed his Gladius up and pointed it on the sky, the blade shined brightly as they cheered.