Bayek approached the Krokodilopolis Arena. He talked with the locals to gather intelligence.
- Bayek: The gladiatorial arena. So the Crocodile recruits from this place for his personal army. I need to find out more about it.
Excuse me, what can you tell me about this place?
- Woman: Can't you see? It's an arena for Roman blood sport. Barbaric, if you ask me. But it's found favour with those desperate to forget their troubles. It used to be a temple. It should have been left that way.
Bayek approached the man, working at a desk.
- Bayek: Neb (Sir), what can you tell me about the men who fight here?
- Man: Men? These are not men, they're gods! You've never seen such savage warriors. They could break you in half with one strike.
- Bayek: Ah. Do any of them have red hair?
- Man: Gods among gods, have you never heard of the brothers from Gaul? Can't you feel their eyes on you? Their statues are beside me!
Bayek inspected the statues, reading the accompanying inscriptions.
- Bayek: "Diovicos, the living embodiment of War. His fists are deadlier than any weapon."
"Veridovix, the loyal servant of Death. His scythe will ever reap the unworthy."
Bayek noticed two men talking at the entrance to the arena, and approached them.
- Man 2: Sir, we need more fighters. They're dying at an alarming rate.
- Felix: Then find me fighters that can actually fight!
- Bayek: Are you the owner here?
- Felix: Yes I am the owner, Felix Martialis. Who are you? Another rough knuckle no-name seeking fame?
- Bayek: I only want entry to the Arena. I heard you've got a fighter worth watching. With red hair.
- Felix: You mean the Gallic brothers. You heard right. But let me save you some time, camel boy. You cannot afford it. Now piss off before you scare away someone who can.
- Man 2: Sir, this man wears a Medjay badge!
- Felix: A med what? I do not even care. Can you fight? You look the part, like a vicious... mangy dog.
Nah, nah, I have already got an Egyptian. A huntress from Siwa who's worth three of you. She frequents the obelisk in the east end if you want an impromptu beating.
- Man 2: It is the only way inside this arena. Fight in the streets and a gladiator can bring you in.
Bayek departed the Arena, lost in thought.
- Bayek: So, the Gallic brothers are involved in Shadya's murder. But why are they doing the Crocodile's bidding? I need to get inside, and learn more. The Arena owner mentioned a Siwan gladiator to the east at an Obelisk. I wonder if I know her. Siwa is a small place. I should go and see.
Bayek made his way to the obelisk and approached the kneeling figure.
- Bayek: There's the Siwan. Wait. That looks like...
Bayek walked up to the praying woman, kneeling beside her and imitating her ritual. She noticed and recognized him after a while.
- Kensa: Bayek? My friend! My brother! Oh!
Shit, it's good to see you. What are you doing in Faiyum?
- Bayek: I heard this was a good place to... to prosper. But I never expected to find you here, Kensa.
- Kensa: What can I say? I heard the call of the arena. Can you believe it? I am a gladiator now! But come, come. Let us talk... and drink! Ha ha ha!
They walked away from the obelisk.
- Kensa: I'm telling you, Bayek, I am so close to my dream. If only I was given the chance, I know I could become champion. I mean, wealth, luxury, fame! What more could a woman want?
- Bayek: That's why I came to Faiyum. To make a new life for myself and bury the past. But I was turned away from the Arena doors.
- Kensa: So you have finally given up on trying to put the world to rights? Good. Such things are impossible. Felix is slow to trust outsiders. But do not worry. With my backing, we'll soon be fighting side by side. First, we drink. And in the morning, we can go to the Arena for the proper introductions. It's good to have you here, old friend.
The following morning, Kensa and Bayek returned to the Arena.
- Kensa: I want this man to be my partner.
- Felix: As it happens, the Iberian was torn apart by the lions yesterday. I may have an opening. And if Kensa vouches for you...
You will need a title if you are going to team up, though. How about the Siwan warriors?
- Kensa: I think "The Guardians of Siwa" would be more fitting.
- Bayek: Is that memorable enough for you?
- Felix: I have heard worse. Come inside.
Inside, Felix guided Bayek around.
- Felix: This is where combatants wait their turn on the sand. What you smell is sweat, blood, and not a little offal. If you are predisposed to shitting your armor, this is where to do it.
There is no Pharaoh or god in the arena to protect you, Medjay. This is where you will probably die. Try to do it with drama, it pleases the crowd. On the off-chance you live, you will be rewarded with glory and fame. And another chance to die. Such is the short but luminous life of a gladiator. All right... who do we have? Ah, there is Kallistos.
Kallistos, a former soldier of Ptolemy who claims to know how to handle a sword.
Horus. He was my best fighter once, but age ruins us all. He is not much more than a bedpan now. He trains the novices.
They walked around the arena, watching gladiators train. Bayek noticed pieces of armor in the corner.
- Bayek: Is that armor from Ptolemy's army?
- Felix: Most of the fighters cannot afford their own armor. In any case, it is soon ruined. The army does not miss a few suits here and there. And it adds to the authenticity. Speaking of authenticity, in the arena you use the weapons I give you. There are no exceptions.
You already know Kensa, whose glowing but suspect recommendation brought you here.
They walked up to Kensa, who greeted Bayek excitedly.
- Kensa: Bayek! Krokodilopolis welcomes another champion!
- Felix: Or another bag of blood and shit. I want to see if he can fight. And who better to test him than the one who recommended him?
- Kensa: What do you say? Ready to draw sword old Medjay?
- Bayek: Let's see if you have improved.
Kensa and Bayek sparred.
- Kensa: Not bad, old man!
- Bayek: How is that for old!
- Kensa: Nek (Shit)! I thought I had you.
Felix called an end to their sparring, having seen enough.
- Felix: You need more style and flash. But you have got a pleasing vicious streak for a sand dog. Okay, Kensa. You have got a new partner. We open the doors soon. Be ready.
Felix walked away. Kensa and Bayek headed inside, but a large, red-haired gladiator stepped in their way
- Viridovix: These are the scraps that Felix wants to throw our way? Ha ha ha! They make a poor meal, my brother!
His brother, Diovicos, was chained atop a wall, roaring in rage. Bayek made a move to Viridovix, but Kensa intervened.
- Kensa: I'm going to slice off your balls... and feed them to you.
She spat, Viridovix did the same, and turned to walk away.
- Kensa: Our main obstacle to glory. The Gallic brothers.
- Bayek: I know who they are.
The doors slammed shut behind them.
Much later, the fighting event started in the Arena. Bayek met Kallistos on his way.
- Kallistos: Ah, the new Siwan fighter. I look forward to humiliating you in battle many times. Eh. I joke, of course. We might be pitted against each other out there, but that's all the more reason to stand together in here.
- Bayek: I'm glad to hear it. But why does one of Ptolemy's soldiers risk his life in the Arena?
- Kallistos: I have trouble obeying orders, and the army frowns on that. But I have a family to support, so here I am.
- Bayek: Have you ever challenged the brothers?
- Kallistos: Viridovix and Diovicos? I haven't been thought worthy yet. In that, I consider myself fortunate.
Kallistos sat down, and Bayek left, finding Kensa.
- Kensa: Are you well, my friend? You seem distracted. Don't worry, you will lose your nerves after the first fight.
- Bayek: I'm fine. But you have not yet told me how you came to be here.
- Kensa: Now that is a story! I was taken as a slave during Ptolemy's time in Siwa. A sick beast named Septimius and his clan were going to use me. But I managed to get a sword and make my escape. I travelled here, where Felix took me in and trained me. But enough about the past! I can't tell you how happy I am to share this good fortune with you. Soon, the crowds will worship you almost as much as they worship me.
- Bayek: Yes, yes. Let us split the sun in two with our swords.
- Kensa: Ha ha! You are primed, indeed! Let Felix know when you are ready for our first match. The sooner we start, the sooner we're champions!
Bayek also talked with Horus by the arena's interior doors.
- Bayek: You are Horus, are you not? Felix told me you're the trainer here.
- Horus: Not by choice. Gallic brothers... hurt me. My head. Would have killed me if Felix did not stop them.
- Bayek: What can you tell me about them?
- Horus: You don't want to fight them. They are strong and fast, and they like killing. For them, it's fun... sport.
Finally, Bayek made his way to Felix.
- Bayek: We are ready.
- Felix: Are you? Everyone thinks they are ready till they get a fist in the face. I am starting you against a few novices. If you survive, we will talk about more.
Two warriors against the odds! The crowds love unfair fights. Do not disappoint them... or me.
Bayek and Kensa stepped into the arena, soon engaging in combat with the gladiators, talking while they fought.
- Bayek: Are they screaming for our blood or for theirs?
- Kensa: Any blood will do! No such thing as innocent here. Do not stay your blade, brother. They certainly will not! Every man here knows the risks!
- Bayek: You have taken to this new life easily.
- Kensa: Can you see the look on their faces? They adore me, Bayek! The men. The women. I have everything I could want.
Bayek and Kensa defeated the first wave of fighters.
- Felix: They are off to a good start! These two sand-bandits are tougher than they look!
They defeated the second wave of fighters.
- Kensa: Keep fighting like this, old friend, and we'll catch the eye of a wealthy patron!
- Bayek: And what then?
- Kensa: Then a whole new world of opportunity, my friend.
The best gladiators are sent on special missions, and earn more coin than you can imagine.
- Bayek: Then let us make sure they notice us!
The Siwans defeated the third and final wave of fighters.
- Felix: Victory for the Guardians of Siwa! The new darlings of the Arena! Who knows how far they can go?
After the fight, Felix met the pair inside.
- Felix: Pairing you two toe stubbers was one of my best ideas. The crowd loves you!
- Kensa: I told you we were destined for greatness, Felix.
- Felix: Greatness? Easy easy, damsel dust mite. You have a long way to go. It is a good start, but you are not contenders.
You do not get to the Gallic brothers by beating a few shit stain novices. Though to be honest, I hope you make it. I am weary of you nagging me.
- Bayek: What do we need to do to face them?
- Felix: Gods and piss, not you too! Just concentrate on the next round. For annoying me, I am adding lions this time. They have not eaten for days. You are their dinner. Find me when you are ready.
Bayek was left to himself.
- Bayek: If what Kensa says is true, any of the gladiators could be working for the Crocodile. There might be evidence here of jobs the Gallic brothers did. Maybe even the identity of their patron.
Bayek began his investigation, finding Horus.
- Horus: So, you are feeling good. Planning your ride to the top. Trust me, what we do... it's not noble. We are mercenaries, that's all.
- Bayek: Mercenaries? Swords for hire by the wealthy?
- Horus: Yes. So you heard. My advice – refuse the offers. It's a slippery dune. I have seen... good men die. Just fight and go home. Don't do the contracts.
Bayek found Kallistos.
- Kallistos: An impressive first outing, Siwan. I'm a little jealous.
- Bayek: I need a faster way to make coin. I've heard fighters are offered work outside the arena.
- Kallistos: You're quick to learn secrets, my friend. We are not supposed to talk about it. But opportunities come along from time to time. I think I might have just proven myself worthy.
- Bayek: Do you know who the contracts come from?
- Kallistos: There is a reason these people operate in shadow. No one knows their identity. Take my advice. If you're lucky enough to be chosen, do what you're asked to, and be thankful for the money.
Bayek found his way back to Kensa.
- Kensa: We are on our way, old friend! After all this time! I might finally get my shot at the Gallic brothers. And it's thanks to you.
- Bayek: I would like nothing more. What about these other contracts you mentioned earlier?
- Kensa: Oh, the righteous Bayek is willing to dirty his hands? Times have changed, seni. I suppose it is hard to be a Medjay, all the time.
You will have to ask Felix about those... quietly.
Bayek made his way to Felix.
- Bayek: The best way to reach the Crocodile is to beat the Gallic brothers. As if I needed more reason to slit the throats of Shadya's killers.
Bayek approached Felix.
- Bayek: Felix, I've heard some gladiators are chosen for... extra work.
- Felix: You heard wrong. And if there was an arrangement, you would have much more to do to earn your way in. Your job, you upstart dog nobble, is to fight. That is it. You earn your gold in the pit, or you do not earn it.
- Bayek: Then that is what I will do. We are ready.
- Felix: Finally. They are asking about you two at the Arena in Cyrene. Put on a good show, and we all profit.
Bayek and Kensa entered the arena, this time to fight starved lions and gladiators.
- Bayek: How often do you fight lions?
- Kensa: Only when Felix can get them! They are much more expensive than men volunteering for a beating!
- Bayek: There seems little honour in killing animals.
- Kensa: Kill or be eaten, Bayek! Besides, it's caged. We will be fine as long as we don't free it.
They cleared the first wave.
- Felix: The Medjay and the slave girl are unstoppable! More ferocious than wild beasts!
They bested the second wave, too.
With the third wave, lions entered the arena.
- Bayek: I thought the lions were caged?
- Kensa: There are no rules in the Arena, seni!
The final wave beaten, Felix and the crowd cheered. In the stand behind Felix, Berenike, the nomarch of Faiyum, watched on with approval.
- Felix: The Guardians of Siwa are victorious once again! Could the Gallic brothers be next?
The next day, Bayek encountered Horus kneeling at the side of a deceased Kallistos.
- Bayek: Is that Kallistos? What happened?
- Horus: I warned him. He took a bad job. Just another blunt instrument for them to break against their enemies.
- Bayek: Do you know who hired him?
- Horus: No. And Felix won't tell you. That's how this works. Some die. Some get rich. And everyone keeps quiet.
Kensa was nowhere to be found, so Bayek turned to Felix.
- Bayek: Where's Kensa?
- Felix: Her talents were required elsewhere today. You are going to have to win this one alone. You will be fine.
- Bayek: Another errand? Like the one that killed Kallistos?
- Felix: Watch your tone, sword meat. What happened to Kallistos was... unfortunate. But he knew the risks. Fighters who ask too many questions do not survive. It is a dangerous job. Accidents happen.
(However, if Bayek didn't talk to Horus, see Kallistos dead, the exchange was slightly different.
- Bayek: Another errand for the unknown patron?
- Felix: Fighters who ask too many questions do not survive. It is a dangerous job. Accidents happen.
- Bayek: I'm only keen to prove myself.
- Felix: Then win this match. You will get your chance against the brothers. Beat them, and you will be noticed.
Felix dismissed Bayek, leaving him alone with his thoughts.
- Bayek: Is Kensa okay? Holy Anubis. I have to win this!
Bayek made his way to the fighting grounds, and the first wave met him, the arena littered with pitfalls and spinning columns of spikes.
Despite it all, Bayek was victorious.
- Felix: The Medjay is not missing his partner! What a warrior!
Bayek continued his winning streak.
- Felix: Are you watching, Krokodilopolis? Is this the rise of a new challenger? Will the Gallic brothers keep their crown?
Bayek won the whole match, and the crowd cheered for him.
Sometime after the fight, Bayek was caring for the weapons. Kensa walked up to him and slapped his behind.
- Kensa: I am sorry I left you to fight alone, but I hear you did me proud?
Kensa sat down and pulled out her make up box.
- Bayek: Felix sent you out on a job? Who was it for?
Kensa painted her face while she answered him.
- Kensa: I'll tell you everything in good time, brother. Just know that our future has never looked brighter!
She put the box away, rose and followed a solemn Bayek, stopping him.
- Kensa: Bayek.
This is the moment we've longed for. Our chance to sieze the mantle of champions.
She grabbed the sword from Bayek's hand.
- Kensa: Felix awaits!
She strode off, Bayek following her. Prior to the fight, Bayek ran into Horus near the doors. The old man offered his advice on how to handle the brothers.
- Horus: So... you turn to fight the brothers. I won't say good luck. You won't get any. But listen to me. They are too strong together. That's how they beat me. Separate them. Fight one at a time and... maybe you live.
- Bayek: Thank you, Horus. But don't worry. I am not dying today.
- Horus: There are worse things than dying. Be careful.
Now ready, Bayek sought out Felix. He was standing with Kensa.
- Felix: You have done well for a country corn rat. Your time has come. The crowd is bored with Viridovix and Diovicos destroying opponents with ease. I am counting on you to make this entertaining. One more thing. Do not kill anyone! I want my top four fighters alive for rematches. I have given the Gauls the same order.
- Kensa: All right. We will not kill them. But no promises about pain and humiliation.
This is it, Bayek! Our big moment. They will build monuments and scrawl our names across temples after this. We will be adored! Rich! And champions.
Bayek and Kensa entered the arena for the fight against the Gallic Brothers.
- Felix: Here are the contenders to the crown! The Guardians of Siwa!
Undefeated! Unmatched! It's the Gallic Brothers!
Viridovix snatched a lion carcass with his scythe and tossed it into a wall. Diovicos roared, breaking free of his chains. Bayek smiled, then nodded at Kensa, and they engaged the brothers.
The Siwans defeated the brothers, who attempted to limp their way off the field of battle. Felix was drawn away from his discussion with Berenike. Bayek approached the brothers, enraged.
- Bayek: Crocodile!
- Felix: The Gallic brothers are defeated!
Bayek grabbed Viridovix's scythe and tackled him, then put the blade to Diovicos' throat.
- Bayek: You killed a child called Shadya. Death is the least you deserve.
- Diovicos: The girl by the lighthouse? We didn't kill her, I swear!
Diovicos managed to throw off the blade, but Bayek brought it back swiftly.
- Viridovix: We have done many terrible things, Siwan. But the murder of the child is not one of them.
- Felix: All hail the new champions! The Guardians of Siwa!
Kensa basked in the glory, unaware of what was happening behind her, while Diovicos and Viridovix tried to defend themselves against Bayek.
- Diovicos: We were there, it's true. We saw the soldiers capture the girl and take her to Berenike. To... to the Crocodile.
- Viridovix: It was she who drowned the child. Took a book from her, ordered a stone tied to her ankles and pushed her into the water. There was nothing we could do.
In the stands, Berenike approached Felix and whispered something in his ear, astounding him.
Kensa noticed what was happening, and confronted Bayek.
- Kensa: This is the real reason you came to me, isn't it? To uncover this patron. This "Crocodile".
Bayek, why didn't you confide in me, huh? I would have helped you.
Berenike walked away from the arena.
- Bayek: You're a mercenary, just like them. I couldn't take the chance!
Meanwhile, Felix addressed the crowd.
- Felix: What fate awaits the fallen? Will it be life... or death?
- Kensa: No, Bayek. You know me better than...
Kensa reached for Bayek, but Bayek stepped back, dropping the scythe.
- Felix: Death.
- Kensa: Bayek, you have to know!
Bayek walked away from Kensa, the brothers and out of the arena.
Outside the Arena, Bayek met Hotephres.
- Hotephres: So it was Berenike. She is the Crocodile. She is the one who killed Shadya. She is the one who has brought ruin to so many.
She calls herself the sponsor of Faiyum's prosperity and culture, and her influence is felt throughout the region. Her wealth comes from her estate north of the city. Kerkesoucha granary, the largest in all of Egypt.
She has arranged a symposium with others of influence in Faiyum. Every night, she retires to her villa, where she courts their favor with bribes and silvered words.
- Bayek: Then that is where I will find her. Thank you for everything, my friend. What will you do now?
- Hotephres: I will retire to our family villa. I need a drink. Khenut and I must mourn in peace.
Farewell, Bayek. Once you have done what you must, we would be glad to see you again.
Bayek made his way to the granary, intent on finding the Crocodile and putting an end to her.
- Bayek: There is the granary Hotephres spoke of. The Crocodile must be inside.
Outside the granary, a group of protestors listened to a speaker.
- Protestor: Prosperity for all? Pah! It is prosperity only for the rich damned Greeks and their traitorous Egyptian pets.
Did you hear about Aset? Her daughter was promised in marriage, but she could not afford the wedding. Now they are both begging for food in the slums! The damned slums! We cannot even trust the Phylakitai to help us! They eat from the corrupt Nomarch's hands! Food that belongs to our god damned families! They steal the grain from our own children's mouths! And what about Raho? His family lost their farm to the Greek friends of the Nomarch. Now they are forced to work like slaves on the land they once owned! Nek (Shit)!
- Man: How many weeks have they been shouting at the gates? Still nothing changes. Nothing is done. Greeks just take and take.
Most of my grain is taken by taxes and soldiers. I barely have enough left to eat. Is this shit what they mean by prosperity?
Bayek infiltrated the estate, wary of the guards.
Inside, an orator was hosting a symposium.
- Orator: Faiyum is the happy recipient of the best in Greek culture. And it's thanks to our honorable Lady. We are all humble beneficiaries of her elegance, education and impeccable taste. Culture for all!
Who is there to compare to our Lady of the villa? Who has done as much for the Faiyum? It is to her we owe our allegiance and our lasting thanks. Culture for all!
Due to the unceasing efforts of our honorable Lady, the Faiyum is prospering again. There is more grain than there ever has been. Farms are producing at record rates, filling our storehouses.
The Faiyum has never been safer! The increased security is a result of our Lady's selfless generosity. She has worked tirelessly to provide a safer community for all of us.
The magnificent statues of Aphrodite you see around the villa hide a wonderful secret. These images of the goddess of beauty were all modeled after our honorable Lady of the villa.
Berenike walked with Kensa around the estate.
- Berenike: Are you enjoying your new station, my champion?
- Kensa: Yes, my lady. It is everything I hoped it would be.
- Berenike: You will want for nothing as long as you stay by my side. As long as you are loyal. As long as you never fail me.
- Kensa: Yes, my lady.
Bayek recognized Kensa, and thought to himself.
- Bayek: Kensa? Is this the luxury you sought? To be a slave to an enemy of Egypt?
A guard approached Berenike and Kensa.
- Berenike: Anything to report?
- Guard 1: Nothing, my lady. The rebels have been routed, and the Egyptians give us little cause for concern. Some have gathered outside in protest. A pointless gesture.
- Berenike: Have the men take names.
- Guard 1: Yes, my lady.
Berenike approached a guard and a corpse.
- Berenike: Did he tell us anything of value?
- Guard 2: No, my lady.
- Berenike: A pity. Dispose of his body, along with the others. Tear his heart out. As instructed by the Order.
(Bayek could fight Kensa, but that was not necessary. If he did, they would have the following exchange.
- Kensa: I knew you'd come, old friend. Perhaps I was always meant to die at your hand.
- Bayek: I do not want to kill you, Kensa. But look who you serve now.
- Kensa: Who else did I have left?
Bayek killed Kensa.
- Bayek: I'm sorry it had to end this way, old friend. May you find peace in Ma'at's embrace.
- Berenike: You! How dare you come here?!
Bayek killed Berenike. The scene faded, and Bayek descended a black stairwell.
- Bayek: Shadya!
Berenike stood behind Bayek.
- Berenike: Murdered... by one of you...
- Bayek: Shadya.
Berenike was on a raft.
- Berenike: Who?
- Bayek: Shadya! She was the child you drowned.
Bayek moved through a pool of water filled with corpses, grasping at him.
- Berenike: Like all of your kind, you fail to see what greatness lies in store for Egypt.
- Bayek: Is that what you tell yourself? You do not remember those you killed. She was the child of Khenut and Hotephres.
- Berenike: Khenut was a stubborn rock. That ledger would have meant the end to all our hopes.
Bayek stood in front of Berenike and her crocodile.
- Bayek: You destroyed families.
Berenike chuckled, stroking the crocodile.
- Berenike: I did what had to be done.
- Bayek: I will destroy everything you stand for, Berenike! And I will destroy all others like you!
A white feather flew down into Bayek's hand. A rain of Shadya's dolls fell on Berenike.
- Bayek: But for now, all that matters is that you killed Shadya! And the last word you will remember will be her name!
Bayek left the body.
- Bayek: I wonder how Hotephres and Khenut are. I should visit them.
Upon an encounter with an old friend, Kensa, Bayek was able to enter and fight in the arena. However, upon fighting the Gallic brothers, he discovered the true identity of the Crocodile: not a man, but an old, rich woman. Identity in hand, Bayek tracked and killed her, avenging Shadya's death.