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As we landed on the beach of Neapel our hearts were filled with joy. Tears and smiles were about, with eyes laid upon so common ground. Finally, we're home!
We set camp, to rest our weary souls from travel and prepare, tonight we'd face the Tyrant and Usurper on what is her ground now. She goes by the name Caesar nowadays, pathetic....
I saw Marcus Aurelius standing idle, rest were eating or dueling. So brother, shall we duel!? He nodded in agreement. Weapon of choice for both was a spear, yet his was much deadlier this day. I found myself beaten to the ground, like a child.
Afterwards, he said my mind was absent, only my hands were there. Yes, my mind is astray lately, thinking about what shall come tonight...
The hour approached... Sun was about to set when we met on the field. Ralen, Maximus Atrapes and Marcus Aurelius let loose a shower of arrows at the advancing attacker, to weaken their resolve.
Skirmishes started, it wasnt messy yet, I led Lucius and Aelius Maximus into their flank, to test their strenght. After we took 4 of their heads, we returned to the line.
Full charge, and when the smoke cleared. All of them lied still on the ground.
Around me stood the 9, each bloodied and tired, but standing strong. Maximus, Lucius, Egil, Decimus, Marcus, Elpis, Elendil and Ralen, none did fall.
Brothers said I was on a warpath tonight, i find myself merely wanting for revenge. Mars had listened.
We laugh, oh how we laughed that night. In joy and celebration. We won the day, horrors await our enemy tomorrow....
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