The heavy tall timber doors of the main gate between the first pair of pylons had been reinforced with palm logs cut from the trees that grew a short distance away. The narrow side entrances had also been blocked up with makeshift palisades and parties of Arab warriors armed with swords and spears stood behind the defences, grimly determined to keep the Romans out for as long as possible. After all, Ajax reflected, that was the purpose of the raid down the western bank of the Nile. To delay the enemy advance and give Prince Talmis a free hand to devastate the Roman province along the upper Nile. Ajax and his column were supposed to tie the Romans down for several days but the enemy had reacted far more swiftly and resolutely than Ajax expected. As things stood, his position was looking decidedly perilous.

There was another impact on the wall, near the breach, and this time the shaft burst through before clattering against the solid stone of the temple.

‘Perhaps we should try to break out before it’s too late, General,’ Karim suggested cautiously.

Ajax smiled. ‘You think it was a bad decision to make a stand here, my friend.’

Karim pursed his lips. ‘It is not for me to say. You command, I follow.’

‘That’s right. I have my reasons for remaining here.’ Ajax pointed towards a cluster of Roman officers standing on a small mound. ‘They are there, the two men in this world that I most want to kill.’

‘You are certain it was them?’

‘I saw them with my own eyes. I heard them call for me.’ Ajax gritted his teeth. ‘I would have charged them down in an instant had there been a chance to face them individually.’ He stared at the distant figures of the enemy officers, their helmet crests and polished breastplates gleaming in the light of a nearby fire as the flames fiercely consumed the dried palm leaves that served as kindling.

‘You can be sure that when the Romans attack, those two will be leading their men. And I shall be waiting for them.’ He turned to Karim. ‘Perhaps it is as well that we are trapped here in the temple. There is no retreat for us now. We hold out as long as we can, and the chance to face my enemies will come. They will die on my sword. Both of them.’

‘And we shall die with them,’ Karim added quietly. ‘You, me, those who have followed you since the first days of the revolt, and our Arab allies. Is that the best way to defy Rome, General?’