Coriolanus Act 4.7.1

Scene 4.7.1

A camp at a distance from Rome

The Volsces army under the combined leadership of Coriolanus and Audifius had made progressed with their strategy. The strength of Volsces was their soldiers which was numerous in numbers, and replaced with their overcrowded population. They lost all their wars to Rome for the other had technological design in armored vehicles. The vehicles was only good on the terrain which allowed for their tracks to grip on, so Coriolanus directed the army to circumvent into the hilly trails to race to their targets. Once there, they camped in and strengthen their defenses. It worked when the new army had opened up four fronts into Rome borders.

It was dawn there when Audifius stepped out from the tent with his aide. He was dressed in his undershirt and pants; it was the heat inside there with ten officers locking their heads over the next target. They had been at for over six hours until Audifius called for the break.

“Do they still fly to Rome?” Audifius asked. He was asking not of the flight technology which had been forgotten when the atmosphere of the skies was deemed too precious to contaminate on, and the works of the flight had been destroyed. Any form of flights in the skies was deemed to be witchcrafts which had come back to fuel the people’s belief. It was a renewed revelation when they saw the new hero who was undoing their defeats to victory in those recent battles.

“I do not know what witchcraft in him, but they said grace before their meal for him. They talked only of him and their thanks at the end.” The trusted lieutenant stood by his idol and he was so steadfast to Audifius that he refused to believe in the one named Coriolanus. “You are darkened in this action, Sir.”

“I cannot help it now.” Audifius sighed. “Unless by using means I lame the foot of our design.”

The lieutenant placed his hand on his General shoulder. Audifius acknowledged his friend and trusted comrade. Caligula had served him well, by his side in battle, and his mate on his needs, and most times, his assassin for the ones who revolted him.

“He bears more proudlier, even to my person, than I thought he would when first I did embrace him; yet his nature in that there no changeling, and I must excuse what cannot be amended.” Audifius sighed in allowing the one to come in.

“Yet I wish, Sir. I mean for your particular. You had not joined commission with him, but either had borne your action of yourself or else had left it solely.” Caligula wanted his General to take back what was his.

“I understand you well.” Audifius assured his lieutenant. “He knows not what I can urge against him. He bears all things fairly and show good husbandry for the Volsces, fights like a dragon, and does achieve. Yet he hath left undone that which shall break his neck or mine when we come to our account.”

“Do you think he will carry us to Rome?”

“All places yield to him where he sits down. The nobility of Rome is his for he is noble. The Consuls and the Commoners will love him too. The Commoners Consuls are not soldiers and their people will be as rash in repeal as hasty as to expel him thence. I think he will be to Rome as the osprey to the fish.” Audifius explained. “First he was a noble servant to them, but he could not carry his honors with them. Whether it was pride, which of daily fortune ever taints the happy man; whether defect of judgment, to fail in the disposing of those chances which he was lord of; but commanding peace even with the same austerity as he controlled the war; but one of these made him feared, so hated, and so banished: but he has a merit to choke it in the utterance.”

“So our virtues lie in the interpretation of the time; and power, unto itself most commendable, hath not a tomb so evident as a chair to extol what it hath done. One fire drives out of fire; one nail, one nail; rights by rights by fouler, strengths by strengths do fail.” Audifius affirms his statement with the repetitious words to prove his next statement. He had no reason why the man had come here but he would love the man who may fulfill his ambition.

“When Caius, Rome is thine, though art poorest of all; then shortly art thou mine.” Audifius smiled. Rome would be his.