He was galley slave and gladiator, warrior and vagabond, living by his wits and his skills as a fighting man. For he was Casca – the eternal mercenary, the soldier condemned to fight forever.
Now his travels have taken him west, to the savage land of the Teotec. And atop a storm-shrouded pyramid of Mexico the priests prepare to sacrifice Casca. The knife plunges – and the man who cannot die rises from the altar stone to reclaim his beating heart and to proclaim himself Casca, God of Death.
He was galley slave and gladiator, warrior and vagabond, living by his wits and his skills as a fighting man. For he was Casca – the eternal mercenary, the soldier condemned to fight forever. Now his travels have taken him west, to the savage land of the Teotec. And atop a storm-shrouded pyramid of Mexico the priests prepare to sacrifice Casca. The knife plunges – and the man who cannot die rises from the altar stone to reclaim his beating heart and to proclaim himself Casca, God of Death.
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He was galley slave and gladiator, warrior and vagabond, living by his wits and his skills as a fighting man. For he was Casca – the eternal mercenary, the soldier condemned to fight forever.
Now his travels have taken him west, to the savage land of the Teotec. And atop a storm-shrouded pyramid of Mexico the priests prepare to sacrifice Casca. The knife plunges – and the man who cannot die rises from the altar stone to reclaim his beating heart and to proclaim himself Casca, God of Death.
He was galley slave and gladiator, warrior and vagabond, living by his wits and his skills as a fighting man. For he was Casca – the eternal mercenary, the soldier condemned to fight forever. Now his travels have taken him west, to the savage land of the Teotec. And atop a storm-shrouded pyramid of Mexico the priests prepare to sacrifice Casca. The knife plunges – and the man who cannot die rises from the altar stone to reclaim his beating heart and to proclaim himself Casca, God of Death.