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Wiros!

Wiros!

Am I dead?

Have you come to welcome me?

You won the battle,

Yemos.

The Sabines fled.

The man who shot you is dead,

I killed him with my own hands.

But you have to live.

You must live.

The people want to pay homage to Yemos.

Thus we speak of the dead, Yemos breathes.

For how much longer?

Adièis says he cannot save him.

My brother is alive!

Look at him!

Do you see?

Blood still flows through his veins.

I know how much you both love him,

but you must let him go.

You are the king,

the people need to hear your voice.

What do you want me to say?

Say that from today, your voice is also his.

If there is anything a man or a God can do to keep Yemos alive,

I have to do it.

- Is he dead? - He won't die.

Do you still believe I lied to you?

I believe that which I see,

you said one of us had to die and instead we are both alive.

If it is as you say, why are the people crying?

Yemos sleeps, the iron pierced his chest

and none of us know how to extract it without risking his life.

I cannot help you.

You come from the land of the Tusci,

your people know the art that can save him.

They are holy men who do not live in the city,

you won't find the path that leads to them.

Not on my own.

But you know it, Ersilia.

I was a child when the God chose me,

I have never sailed the river.

You will do it now.

We will find your people.

You are afraid again, Wiros,

you thought he was the true king and now you don't want to be alone.

Think what you believe best.

Now sleep, we will leave tomorrow morning.

Is there really somebody who can save him?

No, Vibia,

no one can save he who is destined to die.

ALBA, LAND OF THE THIRTY KINGS.

- He died for his king. - He died because you didn't defend him.

You swore to fight to the death,

and yet you return here.

What should I do with you?

You preferred your own lives over his!

How can I still trust you?

Why didn't you die with Sabos?

I asked you a question.

Sabos had too much faith in his guile.

If he had been less proud he would still be alive,

instead the kings of Rome boast that they have defeated your army.

It is easy to blame a dead man.

For me it is always easy to tell the truth,

we were few in number but we fought as long as we could,

twenty more deaths wouldn't have brought you more glory,

Did you order their retreat?

I did, and I would do it again.

Now they know your enemies,

when the other men are ready they will take their hatred into battle.

From life, death,

and from death, life.

We have done everything you asked us.

I will be kind with him,

I shall lead him where he desires,

but when I have gained his trust,

I will pour death into his cup.

Have you chosen the men for the journey?

Five, I shall be the sixth.

You will stay in Rome.

You said you will do anything to keep him alive,

for me it is the same.

Yemos taught me to forget and to live.

Did you order them to tie me up?

For my people you are an enemy, I cannot ask them to trust you.

We will travel with neither an escort nor ambassadors,

our enemies must not know that we have left,

until we return, the command is yours.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Who are you?

Do you know who you are?

Or without your priestesses you no longer know anything?

Even without them you are a king,

you are Titus and you are a God.

Take it away.

Wait.

I told you to not remove it,

you know?

But now I want to keep it.

What do you think of me?

When I ask you a question you must answer,

I had your father killed and I am fighting your son,

why don't you say that you hate me?

What's the use of telling you what you know, what do you want from me?

Even if I fight your son,

you must not hate me,

because I am just and he took away the most precious thing I possessed,

what is it?

You can speak in front of her,

I don't want to hide anything from her.

Your men need a new leader.

Sabos's body is still warm,

I shall choose when I have finished crying.

That man,

Servios,

he looked at you as if he knew you.

That isn't possible.

Tell me the truth.

It is just my ears deceiving me.

I remember there is a point where the river joins another river.

As a child I took the goats there, it's not far from my village.

Won't you let her eat?

She'll eat when we are done.

What are you afraid of?

I'm not afraid, if you want, untie her and make her eat with the others.

Pour courage and fury into my son's heart,

bring terror into Titus' nights with fateful dreams,

so that his blood freezes, and the war may end.

Do you still have the strength to pray?

- Who are you? - You know who I am.

It was my daughter who saved me.

She asked me to leave the lands of the Thirty and I did as she requested,

but fate brought me back here in front of you.

Your face has taken the form of your heart,

you chose well to hide it.

Instead I wanted you to see it.

You said you loved your city and wanted to save the kingdom,

but look at you,

the city is destroyed and you are a servant!

You are an abomination!

The man you speak of no longer exists,

the city, the family, the kingdom,

they are no longer of any value to me,

only hatred keeps me alive.

What do you want from me?

I want to look at you,

as you understand that the Gods smile at my fury,

and I want to keep looking at you in your days of humiliation,

until you mourn over Yemos' dead body.

What is it?

Nothing.

Since we left you keep looking at me.

You know Yemos must die,

because this is fate and I have seen it.

I thought you didn't want to accept it,

because you are afraid of being alone.

Now, however, I no longer know if it is fear,

pride or madness.

What is fate?

Can you tell me?

You don't know, nobody knows.

To arms!

I can't see them! Where are they?

To the boats!

Quickly!

Go!

Get in!

Go!

Row!

Ilia! Get in!

Ilia!

Get in!

Run Ilia! Save yourself!

Water!

Stay away from him!

Brother!

You knew they would have attacked us,

you are the one who brought us here.

If that is what you believe, why don't you kill me?

We are here,

here the two rivers join.

That is the way.

All our soldiers have returned from Cures,

now I want Rome to be razed to the ground.

We have lost one battle,

if we lose another,

I will cut off your heads.

Akron, come to me.

You shall have command of our army.

My Lord,

I am not worthy.

Are you afraid of the Romans, Akron?

I only fear you.

So why do you refuse the honour I offered you?

Do not fear,

it is I who asked you to speak.

Among us there is a man who deserves the command more than all the others,

I have never seen a man like him, who does not fear death.

Tell me his name.

Servios is the most worthy,

the only one who deserves to lead your army.

Kneel.

Take your knife.

Never again do I want to hear your voice.

Cut out your tongue.

How much farther do we have to sail?

From here it is not far to my village,

this is what I remember.

If you don't remember anything else, it is because you wanted to forget.

This is just the place where I was born,

I can't remember the faces of those who gave me life.

Those who forget, push away the pain,

but sooner or later the past resurfaces and comes back to tell you who you are.

And you?

Do you know your past?

Only a few images,

but I deleted everything, as you did.

You too pushed the pain away.

Sancus wishes to speak to me.

It's just a distant storm, it is not the voice of a God.

I have to listen to his voice.

What are you doing?

Sancus, I hear your voice, speak to your servant.

Don't look!

- What are you doing? - Stop! Stop!

He will punish you for this!

I am not afraid, do you understand?

I am already fighting him!

You will die for this, a man cannot challenge a God.

We'll stay here for the night.

There's nothing here, let's go back, without fire we'll see nothing.

Sancus will show us the way, the camp is not far from here.

Brother!

Do you recognise this place?

Yes.

This is my village.

There is nobody here.

There is nobody here!

- Answer me! - I don't know what happened.

You lied, there is no village, no one who can save my brother!

- I didn't lie to you! - I was wrong to trust you!

Let her go!

I was born here.

Why do you want to harm her?

He won't hurt me.

We are looking for somebody to heal him.

Must he return from the world of the dead?

Yes.

We will take him to he who can save him.

I have never seen a stone village.

This is not a village,

it is a city of the dead.

Do you not recognise me?

Who are you?

My father's name was Velthur.

Ersilia.

Where is everybody?

There is nothing left here,

only the children are alive,

and I to guide them.

Who did this?

The fury of the water destroyed everything,

we abandoned our huts and found refuge here,

among the dead.

Your father also lost his life that day.

Who is this man?

He is a king.

Can you heal him?

Can you heal him?

He is dying.

Only the blood of another man could save him.

Old man, open my veins..

I will not die.

Having the respect of the soldiers does you honour.

Everyone tells me about your worth and your courage,

they say you fight like you do not fear death,

because they say, you have already died once.

Come in.

Do not be afraid.

- Is he your son's killer? - Yes.

Amulius,

king of Alba.

Silvia told me about what you did to her son,

she wants me to kill you,

but I also understand your fury and the hatred that moves you...

Who I am or who I was doesn't matter,

I only want what you want.

I want your strength, and I want your hate to win this war.

You shall have it.

But I also want your loyalty,

kneel down and ask for her forgiveness.

Do you want to rebel against your king?

Another step.

- I ask for... - On your knees!

I ask for forgiveness,

Queen of Alba.

And you, Silvia,

you must grant forgiveness.

I cannot, I would rather die.

It won't be you who dies,

but all the women of Alba.

Do as I ask you.

Look into his eyes.

Hold him to you.

I forgive you.

You were a king and a queen,

but now you are only my servants,

from today you will command my army and carry out your revenge,

now leave.

When all this is over,

the love you had for your children,

I want you to give it to me.

You brought them here,

what binds you to them?

I should have killed them,

they are my enemies.

And instead you wanted to save them.

I have never seen a man so strongly defend another man's life.

And now I don't know what is just anymore.

If his soul is impure,

if his love is false,

there is no hope for him, nor his brother.

His soul is pure, his love is true, I have seen it,

does a man exist who can defeat divine will?

No.

Unless he is a God himself.