Fight to Live. Live to Fight (Accepting)

[Zahzi]

". . ."

The other Gladiators just stared at her.
"Yeah!? MAKE US YA b***h!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

The sharp end of the sear was then against the throat of the Gladiator that spoke, Atella staring through him with a cold glare.
"Boy. If I'M a better fighter than you, then it's time to train."  

[Zahzi]

"....Nuh-UH!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Wanna fight?" Atella asked, raising an eyebrow.
"If you guys can't even last ten seconds against the last guy, and I fought with him for at LEAST two minutes, then you need to work."  

[Zahzi]

"Yeah? ******** YOU!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Atella just stared at the Gladiator, her expression not changing.
The spear was then removed from his neck and quickly spun around, the blunt head hitting him in the side of his head. Hard.
"Don't talk back."  

[Zahzi]

"********....."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Atella only smacked the Gladiator again with the spear, using just as much force as the first time.
"Train, maggot."  

[Zahzi]

"MAKE ME!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Atella just gave the Gladiator a dull stare, before jabbing the end of the spear into his chest, pushing him back from herself and towards the training ground..  

[Zahzi]

"Oh. You WOULD, WOULDN'T YOU!?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"SHUT UP BOY BEFORE THE BLADED END GOES IN YOUR THROAT!"  

[Zahzi]

"YEAH!? I DARE YOU!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"FINE!" Atella barked, spinning the spear around so the bladed end faced him.  

[Zahzi]

The Gladiator just stared at it...