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The Roman captain marched into the estate, men trailing behind him and saluted to the agent within. "Sir. What's happened here?"
The agent was a political man - his name unknown to the captain - of thin frame and pale disposition. He snarled and gestured to the bodies surrounding them. Roman elite... butchered like cattle.
The agent spat, "A group of slaves led by a man named... ah... Sparticus. They did this. Your superiors wish you to hunt down every last one. We will have justice."
The captain saluted again. He'd dealt with a couple of similar events before. He'd have the slaves in chains before dawn.
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