"I respect your dedication, and I won't push the matter. If your mind should ever change and I still live, come find me to receive your freedom." his face was sad as he thought about things. she was not only a mighty warrior, but she had such dedication to a cause. All Marcus had where his Gods and the Arena...without them he was nothing but a husk who just moved through life lacking true purpose. He tried to feel like his life had meaning by taking on more men to help the empress, but in the end he still felt hollow.