I shall use the unaltered sword and you will have on your fencing-tunic, so that if I hit you, it won't hurt you nearly as much as a hit from you will hurt me.
"If you draw blood from me, I'll pay you one hundred thousand sesterces: if I fail to lay you out on the pavement, totally insensible, in three bouts, I'll pay you two hundred thousand sesterces.

You can pick any _lanista_ here to judge the fight and tell us when to separate and rest." Capito, cool enough, indicated Murmex as referee.
"He's not a _lanista_," Commodus objected.
"He's Frugi's pupil," Capito maintained, "and therefore the best _lanista_ here." "I agree," said Commodus, and he called: "Who's the physician on duty ?" When the official came forward he said truculently: "Get your plasters ready and your revivers.

You'll have to attend a man flat on the pavement, insensible and with a bad scalp wound, before much time has passed." And actually, though Capito fenced well, he was no match for Commodus.
The bout was worth watching.

The adversaries were just the same height and differed little in weight.

Capito seemed more compact and steady; Commodus more lithe and agile.