Paullus' Story

My shirt has been wrapped around my head, trying to stop the bleeding, for hours. I knew that we shouldn't have fought them, Hannibal could get his men to do anything. But we had to, according to Varro, we could beat them. He didn't see the trap coming, and to be honest, I didn't either. But now, I know that I won't have long. My regret is that I couldn't stop the slaughter of the good men that fought for Rome today. My time has come... goodbye.