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Training for gladiators begins , Part 26

As dawn broke over the ludus, Mer-mer and Shadow-cat were jolted awake by the harsh clanging of a bell. Bleary-eyed and sore from the previous day's exertions, they stumbled out of their cell to join the other gladiators assembling in the training yard.

 As they entered the training yard, they caught sight of the mechanical bird from the night before, now perched on the roof overlooking the arena. Its red eyes seemed to follow their every move.

Medicus stood before them, his face stern as he surveyed the group. 

"Today," he announced, "we begin in earnest. You will train until you can barely stand, and then you will train some more. Only the strongest survive in the arena. Those who survive may yet become true gladiators. Those who fail..." His gaze swept over the assembled fighters.

 "Well, there's always work in the mines."

The day that followed was grueling beyond anything Mer-mer had experienced before. They ran laps around the yard until their legs trembled, then practiced sword drills until their arms felt like lead. Sparring matches left them battered and bruised. As the sun began to set, Mer-mer collapsed onto the sand, gasping for breath. Shadow-cat crouched beside him, her own chest heaving.

"We need to find a way out of here," Mer-mer wheezed. "I don't know how much more of this I can take."

Shadow-cat's eyes darted around warily before she leaned in close. "I may have an idea," she whispered. "During water break, I overheard two guards talking. Apparently there's going to be some kind of special event at the Colosseum next week - something about honoring the emperor's birthday. Most of the ludus staff will be occupied with preparations."

Mer-mer's ears perked up. "You think that might be our chance to escape?"Shadow-cat nodded. "If we can get our paws on that Time Compass, or at least figure out where it might be. But we'll need help."

As the sun climbed higher, Medicus called for a brief rest. As the gladiators gulped water from clay jugs, Spartacus approached Mer-mer and Shadow-cat."You're doing well," he said quietly. "But remember what I said about factions. Some here are already jealous of your skill. Watch your backs."

He posed for seconds and continued."  The walls have ears here. Meet me by the well after lights out. There's something you need to know."

Mer-mer glanced around, noting the hostile glares from several other gladiators. One in particular, a burly cat named Brutus, seemed to radiate malice."We'll watch our backs," Shadow-cat assured him.

Suddenly , a commotion broke out across the yard. Two massive gladiators were squaring off, their faces contorted with rage."Enough!" Medicus's whip cracked, silencing the argument. "If you have a dispute, settle it in the practice ring. To first blood only."

The two brutes entered the ring, wooden swords at the ready. As they began to circle each other, Mer-mer noticed something odd. The mechanical bird had taken flight, hovering just above the impending fight."What do you suppose that's about?" he murmured to Shadow-cat.Her eyes narrowed as she watched the bird. "I'm not sure, but I have a feeling we're about to find out..."Just then, Spartacus approached, his expression grim. "Be careful who you trust," he murmured. "The walls have ears here. Meet me by the well after lights out. There's something you need to know."As he walked away, Mer-mer and Shadow-cat exchanged worried glances. Whatever Spartacus had to tell them, it seemed their predicament was about to get even more complicated.

As Spartacus walked away, Shadow-cat leaned in close. "We need to find a way to talk privately," she whispered. "I have some ideas about how we might escape, but we can't risk being overheard."Before Mer-mer could respond, Medicus voice rang out. "Back to work, you lazy dogs! The day is far from over!"

The grueling training continued for hours . Hours of sword drills, strength training, and endurance exercises left Mer-mer's muscles screaming in protest. But he gritted his teeth and pushed on, knowing their survival depended on it.During a brief water break, Shadow-cat sidled up to him. "Keep your eyes open," she murmured. "We need to learn the layout of this place, find any potential escape routes."Mer-mer nodded wearily. As they resumed training, he tried to take mental notes of guard rotations, weak points in the walls, anything that might prove useful.

As they resumed their training, Mer-mer's mind raced. How could they possibly plan an escape when they were watched so closely? And even if they managed to flee the ludus, where would they go in this strange, ancient world? The challenges seemed insurmountable, but he knew they had to keep trying. Their very lives - and their chance of returning home - depended on it.