Black Legion: 03 - Warlords Of Cunaxa - Plot & Excerpts
Both wore their blood spattered Laconian armour with pride, their weapons held in both arms, and their crimson cloaks flowing behind them. It looked like the arrival of the conquering heroes, but the reality was far from clear. Ariaeus had apparently halted the battle in the Citadel, and Clearchus was determined to find out with his own eyes what was happening. He continued forward and through a gap created between two blocks of Terran spatharii. Every single warrior stood in silence, and the only obvious movement to his eyes were the myriad of medics dragging the wounded or the dead from the open ground inside the inner ward of the Citadel. He shook his heady angrily at the scene of Cyrus’ foolish final gambit, and for the difficult situation he had place the Legion in. Directly behind him marched over a hundred of his elite Epilektoi, led by the equally tired and bloodied Komes Artemis. You fool Cyrus. You complete fool. He marched directly to the front ranks of the army and stopped.
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