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... ouses and outbuildings, but not a single one of them spoke for a handful of heartbeats. The only thing audible was the sound of wind rustling the nearby crops and the light footfalls of the patrols spreading out to search the surrounding area.
The Primus Pilus counted to five in his head as he waited for a response to his question. Then, he raised his hand to signal his men. As he did, the hard-eyed prisoner spat at his feet, glaring up at Quintus with a defiant spark in his eyes. His gr ...
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