Controlling hundreds of brutal prisoners in the Arena's underground required even more dangerous torturers, so much that most of them were actually gladiators too. They just managed to survive long enough to rank up, in a way.
The Ritual only accetnuated their already intense bloodthirst, same for their ferocious mounts. Now wandering the ruins of the Arena outskirts, they tend to rally corrupted prisoners, forming makeshift troups ready to butcher anything crossing their path.
The gaolers and their feline counterparts fight as one. While the creature slash and bite its prey, causing bloodloss, the woman on its back lend deadly trident strikes. If needed, they swiftly create distance and throw javelins, before charging again.