For the first time, the senior centurion questioned an order.

The senior centurion didn't ask a question, but stated fact.

Moved, he reached out and clasped the senior centurion's hand.

The senior centurion struggled in their grasp, but could not break free.

What happened after his own end was of no concern to the senior centurion.

It was all the senior centurion could do to hold his men in check.

"Our turn to go west next," the senior centurion predicted.

He knew the senior centurion had been of Marius' party.

But the threat in the senior centurion's voice could not be missed.

He and the senior centurion looked at each other in surprise.