Rome's door couldn't keep me out, the taint spread to the edges of it, the former glory of the towering columns and grandeur crusted with mold, crumbling at the base into the corridor. I waved my way past the few gods who hovered on the other side, surprised to find they weren't attempting to stand in my way, cowering to one side at my arrival.

We had, Chaos reminded me when I wondered what was up, torn the roof off the palace while Chance set fire to Rome not so long ago so ...