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Some
started
to
come
forward
,
but
Quintus
stopped
them
.
"
Put
your
swords
away
!
"
he
ordered
.
Commodus
looked
around
,
suddenly
frightened
.
He
saw
the
great
crowd
and
heard
the
name
of
his
enemy
on
all
sides
.
"
Maximus
!
Maximus
!
Maximus
!
"
they
shouted
.
Senators
joined
in
the
cry
.
Juba
and
the
gladiators
shouted
the
name
,
too
.
Lucilla
stood
in
silence
,
her
hand
to
her
mouth
.
But
Maximus
was
dying
.
He
could
not
stand
.
He
dropped
his
own
sword
.
He
seemed
to
be
reaching
out
toward
something
.
.
.
a
pink
stone
wall
with
a
gate
.
.
.
a
wheat
field
.
.
.
the
sound
of
a
child
’
s
laugh
.
.
.
Commodus
saw
Maximus
fall
to
his
knees
and
he
stood
over
him
.
He
took
the
small
knife
in
his
hand
again
and
lifted
it
,
ready
to
strike
Maximus
one
last
time
.
Maximus
saw
the
knife
coming
toward
him
.
He
held
Commodus
’
s
arm
and
pulled
him
onto
the
ground
.
Suddenly
finding
power
from
somewhere
,
Maximus
turned
the
knife
around
and
pushed
it
deep
into
Commodus
’
s
neck
.
There
was
a
look
of
surprise
on
the
Emperor
’
s
face
,
then
he
took
one
last
breath
and
died
.
Maximus
slowly
stood
,
took
one
step
forward
,
and
reached
out
a
hand
.
Quintus
went
to
him
.
"
Maximus
.
.
.
"
"
Quintus
,
free
my
men
,
"
said
Maximus
.
