The stronghold of the ancients has been destroyed; ruins held back the advance of nature for centuries, finally, the ruins gave up and disappeared into nothingness. Time had no power over them as long as the spirit of the past lived among the ruins. The barbarians destroyed the fragile balance and opened the gates to the waters of time. The gushing stream fell on the ruins of the ancient city and flooded it. The destruction completely destroyed all evidence of the past. The earth was mixed up, the waters of the canals turned into rivers, and uprooted trees rushed towards the acropolis. Kapered watched the dying city and thought that a similar fate would befall every creation of human genius. Not today, tomorrow. Everything is mortal. The realization of the futility of the struggle crushed the man. He was unable to watch these ruins sink into the abyss of oblivion. Such a sight is too painful for a person. For every person - and for the barbarian the same. The winners did not have a feast, did not sing songs and did not burn bonfires. The barbarian army went west in complete silence. Kapered heard them, saw traces of this army - truly a huge gathering!