HORROR IN THE FORESTS OF ANCIENT GERMANIA!
Dubigalos laughed. ‘Matter of fact, there is,’ he said. ‘We can head for the territory of a friendly tribe. Trouble is, it means going up north – away from the river.’
Titus looked suspiciously at the Caledonian.
‘And what are they called, this friendly tribe of yours?’
Dubigalos looked nonchalantly northward.
‘Vandals,’ he said after a moment.