13
Feb
17

Feud

Clash of wills

In a fix.  Up to his neck in it.  Maciste had ballsed-up.  But there was no going back.
And nothing in his spirit was taking this lying down.  Strength of purpose still pumped in his blood.
Free the women. Then he’d deal with this Parthian.

 

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