Roma contro Roma

Aderbad:
[points to corpse] This man died yesterday in battle. Today the Goddess will accept him into Her legions... and he will fight against his old comrades.

Gaius:
[scoffs] A dead soldier cannot fight against anyone

Aderbad:
[taking dish and drinking] Blood! Rise soldier... in drinking your blood I have given it life. It now flows through your veins. Rise! Rise!

spectator:
He breathes! He moves!

Aderbad:
Look at him. He is alive, yet he has no will. He is the perfect warrior, for he's immortal; no one could ever kill him twice.