After the fourth round concluded, Nathan deliberately withdrew from the spotlight. He kept his movements silent, his presence erased, watching from the shadows. It wasn't out of fear — no, Nathan had long outgrown such emotions — but strategy. He wanted to observe Caesar, to study the man's every move and perhaps follow him into that forbidden place where the twin Beasts of Rome — Romulus and Remus — lay sealed in restless slumber.
He had imagined the scene vividly: Caesar standing before their prison, invoking their names, summoning their power in a bid to strengthen his crumbling empire. And Nathan, concealed within the mist, witnessing for himself the mythical Beasts who were meant to guard and protect Rome.
But as days passed, that fantasy never came to fruition.
Caesar did not go.
