That years would shudder at - a kind of awe.
A Shaman or suchlike came to speak of terms
This ended our advance. That old man's tone
Gonged firm, even a bold warrior squirms
At some things, my men had started to moan
Of disease and gnawing hunger, they went
Home without much fuss, knew they'd pushed their luck
Was this the limit to the Huns extent?
That frightful Leo...has a death-knell struck?
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