Calgacus pulled Gaius up. “It’s now or never, sir! We can plough through them so you can ride down the leader.”
All Gaius could hear was men screaming, the lykoi snarling, and the clash of weapons on wolf’s teeth.
“Daxos?” Gaius looked to see the boy loading what was left of the bolts while Caelius and Sabinus’ black forms stabbed down from their position, over and over at the lapping tide of fangs.
“Gaius!” Antonius yelled from nearby after killing a lykos. “Go now! Before it’s too late!”
Gaius launched himself onto his horse, took a scutum from Vitorix and nodded.
Calgacus and Vitorix hefted their scuta and axes and plunged through the fiery gate into the open field.
Gaius charged after their screaming forms into the dark with a river of lykoi pouring in behind him.
Vitorix went d
