It's time to take on the She-Wolf.

You smile grimly. You've learned enough, you think. Time to confront this "She-Wolf."

Downstairs, you seek out Adolphus. "I think I know roughly where these bastards are," you tell him. "It's time. The longer we wait, the likelier it is that they'll hit us in some way that we can't recover from. I'm going to take out the She-Wolf of the Tiber and her bandits."

Adolphus blows the air out of his puffed cheeks, looking strained. "I suppose it has to come to this eventually, but...are you sure, Lord Gaius? Going into battle...it's no easy thing."

You nod. "I know. But I'm prepared.{if Legion Assistance = True} And I've secured the help of Centurion Filotus and his men, so we will have numbers on our side, I just need to send a runner to alert them that it's time.{endif} Do I have your support?"

Adolphus raises his brows. "Always, Lord Gaius. {if Legion Assistance = True}And may I congratulate you on the wisdom of securing their assistance - that makes me feel much more comfortable.{endif}I can assemble a crew of slaves and some of the landowners from nearby to ensure that we've some numbers. But just to be sure...are you certain of this course? Nothing is guaranteed in any battle, and even if the mission succeeds there will be few paths that lead you personally to safety."

You hesitate for a second, thinking...