"as all conflict must," "You will become gods of the arena, showered in wine and women." "You are my husband... and I, dutiful wife." "They carry the weight of the world, braced by your own advice." "And what madness does the Bringer of Rain contemplate this time?" "That we shall sprout wings and do the impossible." "Man:" "Head off." "If we but fought as an army, like the Romans." "They hold only advantage of number." "One we shall see evened."