Chapter 8

The army of the Roman Consul was defeated. Publius Cornelius Scipio was fatally wounded. Romans ran in defeat as the enemy befell before them like the wrath of the gods.

These are some of the news that came directly after the battle against Carthage. The leftovers of the routed Romans and the larger army that was supposed to flank the Carthiginians on the right shamefully walked ont he streets of a small town named Mediolanum.

The Praetors was to say the least happy. Their own personal agendas and whatnot became much more easier to accomplish.

The routed romans managed to regroup and join the army of the Praetors. Included in this people are the 9 men from the squad and Khloe. They acted demoralized, they needed to. They also acted as if they're absolutely tired and will fall down to sleep in any moment.

The army encamped on the small town as the Praetors, now in command of the whole army while waiting for the other Consul and his army to arrive was discussing what should they do in this times.

Lupus nad what's left of the cavalry on the other hand was travelling down south back to the nearest Roman settlement to stay the night and perhaps find warm food to eat.

The leftover 50 men out of 800 managed to break away through the dense and thick forest, forcing their horses and sprinting them to death.

Sone even discarded their weaponry including armor and only kept a dagger for protection. Currently, Lupus was sitting nearby a stream of cold and fresh water, resting his body.

The other men have already searched for food from the trees or possibly hunt an animal down as the prospects of a settlement nearby is far too slim and the shadow of the night has already shrouded them.

"Lupus, the men I've sent has came back. They managed to hunt small animals like rabbits. They've also managed to gather numerous fruits. We have enough food for the night and foe tomorrow." said a man who's one eye is already blind as he tapped the shoulder of Lupus, making a clanging sound due to the armor he's wearing.

"Very well, gather the remaining men and create a campfire and encampment. We shall stay here for the night." ordered Lupus as he waved his smhand to send the man back.

"As you wish." said the man as he saluted and finally went back to accomplish the orders. The man was one of the remaining surviving bodyguards of the general in which Lupus was a servant.

After the Lupus showcased his great ability and strength, the survivors naturally elected them as their stand in leader.

Lupus looked at his surroundings and willed his armor to transform and clean itself which it did. Now, Lupus isn't wearing anything but a simple cloth wrapped around his waist and crotch.

He then slowly walked to the stream of water and dived there to clean his whole body from all the dirt and dry blood.

He swam for a couple more seconds before returning to the surface and gently floating on top of the water as he looked at the beautiful night sky illuminated by a full moon.

He gently reached out to the sky and closed his hands, acting as if he has the sky by his grasps.

His dazed state continued for a couple nore moments as he relaxed on the stream while he let his armor clean itself. But suddenly, as if he woke up, he immediately swam back to the shore and wore his still getting cleaned armor as he said to himself.

"I have a mission to accomplish, I can't fail it..."

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While all of these are happening, back on Mars, the spaceship containing the squad of Silent Sisters has already landed nearby the hive city on lock down as they're welcomed personally by the Martian planetary governor after much thought and prayer to the Machine God amd Omnissiah.

You should know that the Silent Sisters are one of the worst foes you can even meet in the battlefield. They have "no" souls and causes disturbance and annoyance to anyone that's on their surroundings especially near them.

They make your skin crawl, they'll make you feel uncomfortable. They'll make you disgusted by them and hate them with all your heart, even Magnus the Red, the supposed man to sit on the Golden Throne and act as battery has rather lose some strength when facing them.

Magnus has impressive feats such as being as powerful if not much more powerful than Malcador the Sigilite who is by the way considered the most powerful Psyker humanity has ever produced only second to the Emperor himself.

This Magnus still loses some of his strength when faced against a Silent Sister and that's because of them being "soulless" and such a thing should speak how deadly they are.

Right now, they've just disembarked from their spacecraft who's insignia on its hulls clearly showed that they are of Silent Sisterhood's command.

The inverted skull with an eye on he center and the top most part of the big letter I can be seen exuding greatness for being part of the Emperor's personal guards.

The governnor stepped forward and did a simple greeting to show respect.

"Welcome people sent by the Omnissiah! I am the governor of Mars, if you need anything, feel free to tell anyone and we'll do everything in our power to accomplish the Omnissiah's personal bodyguards' request." the governor controlled himself as he felt extremely uncomfortable to say the very least.

He felt imaginary ants crawling under his "skin" but he managed to stay in character as to prevent any offense.

The squad leader of the Silent Sisters just nodded and did some sign language to tell him that she's thankful for the welcoming ceremony.

"I am thankful for such a ceremony. You needn't go out here governor. We're only here to accomplish a simple task of monitoring sone people." these are the words of the squad leader when translated from sign language to sound.

"I am grateful as the guards of the Omissiah is satisfied with my humble welcoming ceremony." the governor gently nodded, forcing himself not to throw up from all the weird bad things happening to his cyborg body.

"Enough with the praise governor. Lead us to them, we have a lot to talk about." signed the squad leader as they started to walk on the simple pathway creates by Skitarri which saluted as they passed by them.

Conspiracy or treachery? Betrayal or the concealment of the truth?

What is truly happening, will curiosity really kill the cat?