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... r grueling race against time. A fresh spring trickled from a fissure in the rock, providing clean water, and the sparse grass was enough to sustain their horses. Here, under the watchful eyes of Maximus's posted sentries, they finally tended to their wounds and gave Varro, the first of the Fire Cohort to fall, a proper soldier's burial. They built a simple cairn of stones, and Cassius spoke a few rough, heartfelt words in the Germanic tongue of his men, his voice thick with a grief he could not ...
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