Boudica Vs The Legate

As Lucilla stood up, the roaring arena turned silent. The beautiful mature co-owner of the league and indeed, the very arena in which they stood took words.

"Romans, we've finally reached the day's main event! Let's take our fighters in, shall we?" she said as she was drowned in hundreds of cheering voices. She smirked at the power she held as she once again raised her hand.

"Then let us see them come forth, my dear friends. I give you the manifestation of Roman military power, The Legate!" the crowd went wild as The Legate emerged from one of the gates. He was undoubtedly the embodiment of Roman masculine might, with a wide chest, muscled body and strong jaw, with his black hair cut short. He wore armoured boots and shoulder pads, an armoured belt and a red loincloth covering his groin, leaving his magnificent chest on display. He did not acknowledge the roaring crowd in any way, only giving a nod of respect to Lucilla's podium, otherwise remaining disciplined and focused on the task at hand.

"And who shall this brave soldier of Rome tame? Only the wildest of barbarian queens of course. From the misty Isle of Brittania, I give you Boudica, queen of the Celts!" once again the crowd roared, yet now they were mostly booing as she strode in. Boudica was a tall woman, easily rivalling the Legate's 6ft. Unlike him, her thick, red hair spilled down straight all the way to her waist, leaving her beautiful, yet stern face on display. She wore a long, blue battle dress reaching to her knees, adorned with a heavy leather belt and showing off a generous amount of cleavage. Her face was adorned with a silver circlet and her entire body was covered with blue, Celtic paintings of strange symbols, running down her exposed arms and legs. She carried herself with grace and confidence as she never even addressed the booing crowd or Lucilla, her attention squarely on her opponent as they met on the sand. The Legate gave her a cold glare, which she returned with a devious smirk.

"And now, good Romans, let us witness this prestigious battle, Will the Legate tame this beautiful savage queen, or will he succumb to her devious desires? Begin!" as the fighters started circling each other, she fell back in her chair, one hand starting to explore her nether regions. This will be a good one, she thought.