Castus suddenly began to shake uncontrollably. He looked down onto his body and realized that he lost allot of blood and that it was becoming more of a struggle to breathe. Also, his vision was getting blurry, and he felt it hard to stand up and wield a sword. Instead of dying right then and there, he used up his last bout of strength to helicopter his way over to Armenius. "Armenius," he said, feeling breathless, "i want you to tell my son of my deeds. Tell Delcea that I loved her and never meant to leave. I also want you to know that you are a good soldier and a good man, and I couldn’t be more proud to have someone like you take my place within my family. Thank you for all that you've done and give me a true soldier’s funeral (burn body at the top of a fire pit with coins on the eyes for the "boatman" who carries souls across the river to the underworld). Honor me with a proper burial." "I will do as you say, Castus," said Armenius, realizing that he would be the last face that Castus will see.

On his way back to the battlefield, Armenius noticed that there were a handful of barbarian soldiers left, the general included. He knew that if he were to kill the general, they soldiers would have no reason to fight and therefore they would most likely cease their attack and turn around. "This is it," he thought.