As Obelix had started off, Asterix had arrived. He had awoken, though he rather had not with the headache he had. He was forced round stand in front of the thrown where Caesar sat.
"Asterix." He proclaimed.
"Caesar," Asterix growled, still trying to fight back the ache in his head.
"See how the mighty have fallen."
"See how the cowards with be ruined." "Cowards! We are no cowards. And Caesar will be victorious!" The Roman that delivered Asterix shivered.
"Only cowards attack from behind. And you don't think Obelix will come for me?" Asterix challenged.
"I will deal with your friend. And I know of no cowardice. Guards, take him away!"
Asterix knew it was no use to fight back so he allowed them to lead him to his cell.
Back on the Roman road to Rome, Obelix was making good time, smashing his way through every legionary that tried to stop him. Not even stopping for food. Getting closer and closer to Rome and Asterix.
Caesar had heard that Obelix was on his way. He had Asterix chained up and whipped, hoping to gain some information he could use against Obelix and the other Gauls. Though he had been cautioned that the little Gaul was weakening yet still not speaking, he just hoped he gave up something he could use before he died. Or he knew Rome was doomed.
Obelix decided he had to eat; he would be of no use to Asterix if he was not at his strongest. He caught a couple of boars and cooked them quickly. He was so close to Rome now, he could sense Asterix and something was deathly wrong.
