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they separated and germanicus took stock of the bleeding wounds that both had managed to incur.

"this is a sparring arena, not a battleground," the imperator intoned, motioning for glaukos to cease his pacing and stand before him.

"is there a reason for today's violence?" he growled. germanicus was rarely harsh and almost always measured. today he meant to show his own annoyance. 

he glanced between the warring soldiers, commanding an answer.