□p>Y□a□s passed, and □arcus's de□ds became the□stuff□of le□end. His n□me w□s spoken □ith re□erence, his ta□e□ □old□and□retold t□ eager ea□s. Yo□ng warrior□ aspired to be like Mar□us, □o□□m□ody □he same □o□ra□e a□d honor that he □ad □isp□a□ed o□ the□□□ttl□fi□ld. Tho□gh Marcus had long sinc□ passed int□ the realm of m□th□□nd le□e□d, his legacy□l□ved on□ a shining beacon □□ hope an□ □nspira□ion for generations to □o□□.