“Mithras, Lord of Light!” Gaius continued, conscious of the presence. “Please welcome our brave brothers into the brightness of your afterlife. Let them not drift in darkness. Take them and know they were ever loyal.”
Gaius plunged the torch into the bottom of the pyre where it smoked thickly before finally catching. The flames curled and crackled, and finally began to take the two bodies.
“What am I?” Gaius asked.
“The Light! The Light! The Light!” the men answered.
“Who am I?”
“Mithras! Mithras! Mithras!”
They all waited a while as the fiery consumption took place. When at last their brothers’ remains were gone, Mithras himself disappeared.
Gaius waited a moment, then turned and took the reigns of his horse. “Let’s go find out what happened to our legions. And kill the bastard who
