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... he rhythmic stamp of hobnailed sandals and the sharp, barked commands of centurions. From a raised platform overlooking the grounds, Lucilla watched as Gaius Maximus drilled her new legions. He was magnificent. He moved among the cohorts like a force of nature, his voice a gravelly roar that could cut through the din of a thousand men in motion. Under his unforgiving tutelage, the raw levies and nervous recruits were being forged into a disciplined, effective fighting force. They were her legion ...
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