[Intro — crowd noise, stomping] [Verse 1 — Male, commanding] Open-air arena, sunlit marble white Holographic dummies standing up to fight Four zones on the floor — A, B, C, and D Four competing lineages training to be free Floating score tablets, one through ten If you don't hit the mark, you train again The evolution spiral's carved into the stone Every builder trains here before they're shown [Chorus — Call and response] (Where do builders learn to build?) Ludus Magnus! (Where do warriors earn their guild?) Ludus Magnus! (Four zones, four lines, four trials to pass!) Train in the arena or you're training last! [Verse 2 — Female, fierce] Zone A brings the pressure, Zone B brings the speed Zone C tests your structure, Zone D tests your creed The dummies don't go easy, they're designed to break you down Holographic problems in a sunlit battleground The scores float above you, everyone can see A seven's not enough, you need to hit the peak The spiral on the floor reminds you how it works Evolution isn't comfort — evolution hurts [Chorus] (Where do agents learn their craft?) Ludus Magnus! (Where's the future and the past?) Ludus Magnus! (Gladiators aren't born, they're made!) Step into the arena, don't be afraid! [Bridge — half-time, heavy] Not everyone who trains here makes the Agora Not every blade survives the sparring floor But every builder standing in the light today Walked through these four zones and found their way [Final Chorus — full energy, crowd chanting] Ludus Magnus! The training ground! Where the weak get strong and the lost get found! Four crossed swords in a circle, that's the sign! Step into the arena — it's your time!
