After a while, the guards had removed the shackles of all the slaves to be sacrificed and all of us were escorted into the arena. The people in the stands were chatting happily and some of them even cheered when they saw us entering the arena.
My heart was throbbing in my ears, loud and irregular, but I barely heard it because my mind was clouded with fear.
There was a luxurious box which had its balcony overhanging the stands below and in it, there were a couple of people who I assumed were members of the Imperial family because of the golden throne I could see there. Most of the seats in the box were unoccupied and it was only two men and three women that were there.