On the screen, a message in bold white text appeared in the center of the media player: "Riproduzione completata. Grazie per aver guardato in Altadefinizione."
Leo crossed the finish line alone, the undisputed victor. The thunderous applause of the stadium was deafening.
Leo looked up and felt his heart leap into his throat. He was standing in the center of a colossal, sun-drenched stone arena. Tens of thousands of spectators in flowing Roman togas were screaming from the tiers above.
As the Roman guards rushed onto the track to crown him with the victor's laurel, the bright Mediterranean sun suddenly began to pixelate. The roaring crowd dissolved into digital static. Leo blinked hard.
On the final lap, Messala made his ultimate move. He drew his whip, lashing out not at his own horses, but at Leo. The leather cracked across Leo's forearm, stinging fiercely. Messala pulled his spiked wheels directly into Leo's side.
This was no longer a movie stream. Leo was trapped inside the famous chariot race of Antioch.
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