Chapter 49.

The thin man's eyes widened in shock. He dropped his dagger and sprinted down the alley.

I stared at my hands in awe. "How did I do that?" I wondered. My instincts had taken over, and I'd tapped into incredible strength.

A gentle voice interrupted my thoughts. "Thank you for saving me. What's your name?"

I gazed at the woman. "I'm Mackintosh."

Her eyebrows arched. "That's not a Roman name. I'll call you Maximus."

Surprise flickered across her face, but I didn't mind. Maximus sounded strong, courageous.

I was annoyed, why would she change my name? And who gave her the right to do so.

“Hey lady, my name is Mackintosh and not Maximus.”

She merely smiled

“Stay calm stranger, come, I shall take you home and get a stable for your horse.”

I was already pissed but I had no choice but to follow her.

She casually walked towards the end of the alley which seemed to lead to another street.

“You came to Rome at the wrong time stranger, the Persians are waging war with Rome and the Syrians are supp

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