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We have won the day.
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We have won nothing.
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Cossinius and Furius again slip from grasp.
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The same cannot be said for many that stood with them.
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The field is thick with the dead.
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Deserved fate for all who would see us again to shackle and whip.
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Another standard lost?
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It is a grave wound inflicted upon the Republic, Cossinius.
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A deeper one would have been suffered,
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had we not withdrawn from battle.
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It confounds the fucking senses.
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How could a handful of errant slaves continue to vex us?