B2 Chapter 29: Boneless WingsQuintus blinked. “No bones, you say?”“Right.” Cassius gestured toward the “man” as he battered at another section of the line, forcing it to shift back and rotate even more Legionnaires in. “I don’t exactly know what that means or how it’s possible, but it’s what I see.”The Primus Pilus frowned at the black-armored figure. If that was the case, it might help to explain his inhuman endurance, even past the level gap. It also meant that beating him might be even more problematic than they thought.“I suppose that will hinder your men’s own usefulness.” Quintus mused.“Are you kidding?” Claudius grinned. “I mean, yes, it will limit our options, but we’re by no means helpless. Although… we could use a bit more space to work with…”Quintus frowned internally at the man’s casual demeanor. As much freedom as these specialists had been given, he was beginning to wonder if they’d allowed them too much. Their autonomy could easily turn against them if they weren’t careful, whether by creating infighting or dissatisfaction with the current power structure. Especially if they got too full of themselves.He ignored it for now. This was not the time to have a discussion on proper discipline, though he made a note to discuss it with Tiberius later. Perhaps the old fox would embrace this individuality. Or perhaps the centurions would soon find themselves handing out a lot of demerits.“We will get you the space you need.” Quitus turned toward the crowd of soldiers hemming in the warrior. “Legionnaires! Form up!”The order was a simple one, deceptively (...)