My cape was flowing out behind me, as I descended the hill quickly but steadily.
Night had fallen that was the right time to make our move.
With 60 legionnaires under my command, we marched under the cover of darkness in order to surprise the enemy.
The spirit within me guided me to make the right choice and lead my men TO VICTORY ! I was a Centurion. I would fight alongside my legionnaires even if that was the last thing i would ever do !