[ The Roman Centurion stirred, and he was looking for someone else like him. So far few matched his description as he passes several destroyed camps, several voyagers like him met the same fate. He wouldn't let himself befall that same fate.]

His darkness mutters in the back of his mind "Pah, like some Centurion like you would survive the trails of Puck anyway. You barely survived Nero.

He watched Puck as he eyed the other man wearily. Another General much like him, except his ranking was Centurion.

"I see you saw the same shit I did, am I right?"

His shadow taunted "You going to kill Puck or not?"