Memoriam

"A faded sun and a secret to confide

From the bones of his fathers the Child of Silence shall rise

The seeds of the gods shall be burnt away

Their final stand at the darkness of day."

-- The Prophecy of Silence

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It wasn't in Elena's nature to be unforgiving, but as she stood before the wounded demigod before her, she was finding it hard not to. The cold July rain beat down against the sidewalk. He had fear in his eyes, she thought, holding her gladius right to his throat. This is real life, Callan told her as their airhship droned towards the valley. A hundred Roman demigods rushing into a war zone, how bad could it be?

Naturally, as any operation goes, it went terribly wrong from the first second. ''Why were there Greek ballista on that rooftop? Where did that battalion come from? ''Naturally, they were hopelessly outnumbered and outmatched. The Greeks were waiting for a monster raid, but Romans were good for fighting too.

Quite convenient that an airship of their worst enemies would come looking for trouble. As soon as the first ballista exploded mid-air on the starboard flank in a flurry of red fire.