Chaos had erupted within the Senate Castle like wildfire tearing through dry fields.The grand marble corridors, once symbols of order and imperial pride, had become a labyrinth of panic, screams, clashing steel, and the metallic scent of blood. Statues of Rome's greatest statesmen watched silently from their pedestals as if witnessing the fall of an era.
And at the center of this turmoil stood the last people anyone expected to be responsible.
A dozen figures, each radiating an unmistakable aura of power, carved through Caesar's forces with brutal efficiency — the very Heroes who had once served the Amun-Ra Empire and were meant, at least on paper, to become the Heroes of Rome.
Instead, they were tearing Rome apart.
"Why are you attacking us?!"A terrified soldier stumbled backward, armor scraping the marble.
"You're Caesar's own Heroes! We fight for the same banner!"
"Shut up."
