Years passed, and Marc□s's dee□s b□came the stu□f of□legen□. His name was spoken w□t□□r□□erence, his t□les □old□and retold to □ager ears. Yo□ng war□iors □spired to be li□e Marcus, to embo□y□th□ same c□urage□□nd ho□or□that he had□displa□ed on□t□e □□tt□□fi□ld. Though □arcus had long s□nce p□ssed int□ the realm of □yth □nd legend□ his l□g□c□ lived on,□a shi□ing beac□n□of□hope□an□ □□spiration for gen□ration□ □o co□e.