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It's been more than thirty years since the wolf and the winter cold. And now, as then, it is not fear that grips him, only restlessness. A heightened sense of things. The seaborn breeze, coolly, kissing the sweat at his chest and neck. Gulls cawing, complaining, even as they feast on the thousands of floating dead. The steady breathing of the 300 at his back, ready to die for him without a moment's pause. Everyone of them ready, to die.

Dilios

You have many slaves, Xerxes, but few warriors. It won't be long before they fear my spears more than your whips.

King Leonidas

Immortals... they fail our king's test. And a man who fancies himself a god feels a very human chill crawl up his spine.

Dilios