Chapter 210: Start Of Day 2
Julius awoke the following morning, well rested the rigors of the previous day had barely taken their toll on him.
Even the strongest of his opponents the other day was just barely a 90 which for someone such as himself who could become a triple digit power level at a moments notice was merely childs play.
He also got to test out his latest combat skill it was Vesta’s Flame, Vesta being the evolution of Goddess Hestia from the Greek’s own faith, this flame was a sacred flame one guarding the home hearth and providing warmth to it’s inhabitants however with his new skills Vesta’s flame could be used in mulitple ways beyond just providing warmth.
By converting the flames into something tangible Julius had created a flame whip one which seared the very soul unleashing the goddess’s wrath against those who’d trample on family life, and the sanctity of peace.
Damianos was fortunate he had already passed out thanks to [Crush] lest he be dragged away by Julius unleashing blood curdling screams as if he was a little girl getting a shot for the first time.
This kindness was not without cost however for when he awoke, out of all the men who’d lost Damianos was the most confused for he still knew not how he lost only that upon sighting Julius he could not help but tremble uncontrollably never ever wanting to draw that man wrath down upon him.
The praetorians were undefeated in the champion fights the other day, and with their moral now soaring ever higher, Julius called the men to arms leaving only a squad of 50 men to maintain the fort in their absence.
As the others set off once more appearing as hoplites just dressed oddly and with much larger shields the Romanus men rejoined the spartans as both army’s once more took to the field of battle against The Allied Greecian force.
The Spartan side was outnumbered as Leonidas only had 60,000 as the remaining sum of his army while Julius presently only had 1,000 as his own core troops.