Three days passed quickly.
In the middle of the night, more than 500 men in dark armor advanced slowly toward the estate of the Licinius family.
Licinius had underestimated the seriousness of the situation and quickly forgot about the matter, immersing himself in the pleasures of the nobility, leaving for another day the task entrusted to him by his sick father.
On the other hand, Lucius's health had worsened after feeling deeply disappointed with his son; he only hoped to recover a little in order to ask his friend Marcus to mediate in the dispute with Septimus.
Both father and son did not consider the idea of being attacked in the middle of the night by Septimus. They were nobles and had unwritten rules.
The 500 soldiers were clones tasked with the attack on the villa.
Advancing slowly toward the mansion, the clone soldiers split up as they surrounded the place.
In the middle of the night, the slaves slept deeply, and only a few trusted men of the family were in charge of watching the slaves and the security of the mansion.
The estate of Licinius had only 30 guards fully equipped with Roman armor along with 60 trusted slaves in charge of various tasks, who only carried swords or daggers.
The soldiers in black armor, like wolves lying in wait, easily killed the few peripheral sentinels.
The soldiers in black armor entered the wooden houses of the slaves, beginning a clean massacre, sparing no one.
As the soldiers in black armor advanced along their bloody path, the restless dogs were the first to notice, and the barking began to wake the sleeping people of the mansion.
The screams in the middle of the night became clearer and clearer, and the slaves were the first to realize the attack of the soldiers in black armor.
Suddenly, screams and cries of pleading erupted, alarming Lucius and Licinius.
"What is happening, why is there so much noise?" shouted Lucius at the slaves.
"Master, we are being attacked," said a slave with panic in his voice.
"Damn it," roared Lucius angrily as the slaves carried him to escape.
Lucius did not know who the enemy was; now the highest priority was to flee. The slaves also took Licinius out of his room.
The estate of the Licinius family turned into a slaughterhouse, with cries of lament everywhere.
Five soldiers in black armor intercepted Lucius and his son.
Of the seven slaves protecting the father and son, only three dropped their weapons and began to beg, while the other four advanced and were easily killed.
A clone guard in black armor recognized Licinius and approached to take him hostage. Another clone guard dodged a spear while his sword cut the throat of a slave.
The father and son were defenseless against the clone soldiers and were easily subdued.
Septimus recognized Licinius but did not recognize his father, but just by the way the slaves protected him, he decided to take him hostage.
While Lucius and Licinius were carried like packages and taken out of the mansion, they were able to see the hellish scene outside.
The soldiers in black armor had begun a massacre and were cutting off the heads of all the dead while piling them up into a small mound.
On the other hand, there were soldiers in black armor tasked with searching for spears or wooden poles within the estate.
Finally, a group of soldiers in black armor was in charge of driving the heads of the dead onto spears into the ground, forming a forest of human heads.
The scene was chilling.
Lucius and Licinius, completely terrified, forgot to ask questions or scream.
The cleaning of the battlefield took two hours, and the soldiers in black armor left a forest of impaled heads on the estate.
Lucius and Licinius were taken as guests to the newly built torture dungeon.
Septimus observed that arrogant young man who had insulted him at the banquet. He had promised Cornelia that he would not kill him, and as a man who keeps his word, he would only torture him.
The clone soldiers threw cold water on the father and son, who were terrified, waking them from their stupor.
"Who are you? Bandit, you will be hunted by Rome," shouted Lucius hysterically, forgetting his weakness due to illness. All his slaves and guards were dead, and hatred was evident in his eyes.
"Hahaha, ask your son," replied Septimus with amusement.
Licinius, awakened from fear, also looked at Septimus, unable to believe what had happened.
Lucius realized that this young man was Septimus. His mood became complicated, and he only harbored resentment for the situation, shedding tears of hatred.
"Kill us at once to avoid humiliation," said Lucius with a resentful look in his eyes.
"Kill you? So easily? Without fun?" said Septimus with a mocking grin on his face.
Lucius panicked; he was an elderly noble who could not bear the idea of being tortured.
The clones tied Lucius and Licinius to the torture devices.
The screams of the two men were shrill and unbearable, like music to Septimus's ears.
Septimus withdrew to amuse himself with his women while the clones tortured Lucius and Licinius.
After two days, the news of the attack on the mansion of the Licinius family was known throughout Capua.
The nobility of Capua knew that Septimus was responsible, but no one dared to accuse him.
Hundreds of heads impaled on poles or spears were found within the estate of the Licinius family, as if it were a forest, leaving those with bad intentions completely terrified.
Marcus did not dare to seek an answer from Septimus for fear of irritating him.
The council of Capua did not insist on investigating the matter and tacitly agreed that the attack on the Licinius family had been carried out by bandits.
The situation in Capua calmed quickly, and many nobles who had malicious intentions against Septimus changed their attitude.
Fabius was in Capua gathering information about the nobles who planned to attack Septimus's caravans when he learned of the news of the destruction of the Licinius family and began to sweat cold.
With such a ruthless and unscrupulous patron, Fabius was afraid of failing him and being killed.
The investigation into the nobles who planned to attack Septimus was blocked after the incident of the Licinius family; very few nobles had the courage to offend a madman.
Two days passed, and Cornelia visited Septimus's villa to ask.
Cornelia and Septimus did not need words and kissed directly when they found themselves alone.
After having sexual relations, Cornelia, completely naked, lay on Septimus's chest while pretending to be angry.
"You promised me that you would not kill Licinius," said Cornelia with feigned anger while pinching Septimus.
"I kept my promise and did not kill him," replied Septimus indifferently while his hands played with Cornelia's breasts.
"All Capua knows that you have destroyed the Licinius family," said Cornelia angrily.
Cornelia and her husband Marcus knew Licinius's father and considered him an ally and a friend.
"I promised that I would not kill Licinius; I said nothing about avoiding torturing him," replied Septimus indifferently.
"Where are Licinius and Lucius?" asked Cornelia. It would be good to be able to rescue Lucius.
"Lucius unfortunately could not endure the torture and died last night; on the other hand, Licinius has become a good pet," replied Septimus with a smile.
"It is a pity for Lucius," said Cornelia with regret.
Cornelia only valued Lucius; she did not care about the life or death of Licinius, the arrogant and foolish son.