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Chapter 293: The Zealot’s Summons
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... Alps, swept across the vast, muddy expanse of the legionary training yard in Virunum. It carried the rhythmic grunt of men in formation, the sharp crack of wooden practice swords against shields, and the barked commands of centurions. General Gaius Maximus stood like a statue carved from northern granite, his arms crossed over his powerful chest, his gaze fixed on the drilling recruits. He watched them with a critical, unforgiving eye, his mind automatically correcting a sloppy shield-wall forma ...
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