Vitorix stood above the carcass, panting, and spat on it. “f*****g wolves!”
Calgacus was bent over, taking deep breaths, and Gaius turned to the woods about them, his eyes scanning the darkness of the treed slopes. He looked up at Talia.
The girl stared at the scene below, but there was no fear in her eyes. Rather, she gazed upon Gaius and the others with a sense of hope mixed with sated anger.
Strong girl, Gaius thought as he motioned for her to come down.
“Talia, help us gather the weapons, arrows, daggers, everything.”
She nodded and set about it, her onion knife poised as she approached each corpse.
“We need to find shelter to rest,” Gaius said to the others.
Vitorix and Calgacus nodded.
“I hope there aren’t too many more of these bastards,” the big Gaul said.
“Don’t get your
