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... e. The wax tablet bearing the transcription of Maximus’s dispatch lay in the center of the great table like a funeral shroud. She is not just building an army; she is building a state. The words echoed in the minds of the assembled commanders, a stark admission that their enemy was growing stronger, feeding on the very lands they had been forced to abandon. The strategic genius of the Iron Cocoon felt hollow in the face of Lucilla’s political victory.
Titus Pullo, his face grim, slammed ...
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