Nowhere in this city have I met a man equal to myself. A soul willing to kill in the name of destiny, capable enough to claim what is rightfully his, cunning enough to stare death and charismatic enough t o raise an unstoppable army.
Nowhere in this city have I met a man equal to myself. A soul willing to kill in the name of destiny, capable enough to claim what is rightfully his, cunning enough to stare death and charismatic enough t o raise an unstoppable army.
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Nowhere in this city have I met a man equal to myself. A soul willing to kill in the name of destiny, capable enough to claim what is rightfully his, cunning enough to stare death and charismatic enough t o raise an unstoppable army.
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Throught the years I have watched the city of Rome.
I have studied, trained and killed within its walls.
And in time I have tamed it, shaped it. Nowhere in this city have I met a man equal to myself. A soul willing to kill in the name of destiny, capable enough to claim what is r ightfully his, cunning enough to stare death in the eye and charismatic enough t o raise an unstopable army to conqure all of Italia. If I ever did meet such a man. If that man entered my city. I know exactly how I would welcome him.