CONSTANTINE. This young man, whoever he was, was sent from heaven.
GALLICANUS. So it proved. At the same moment I saw at my side some soldiers whose faces were strange to me. They promised me their help.
CONSTANTINE. The host of Heaven!
GALLICANUS. I am sure of it. Following in the steps of my guide, I advanced fearlessly into the midst of the enemy until I came face to face with their King, by name Bradan. Suddenly overcome by the strangest terror he threw himself at my feet, surrendered with his whole army, and promised to pay tribute in perpetuity to the ruler of the Roman world.
CONSTANTINE. Now praise be to Him Who gave us this victory. Those who put their trust in Him will never be confounded.
GALLICANUS. My experience witnesses to it.
CONSTANTINE. And now I should like to know what became of the treacherous tribunes?
GALLICANUS. They hastened to implore my forgiveness.
CONSTANTINE. And you showed them mercy?
GALLICANUS. I show mercy to men who had abandoned me in the hour of peril and surrendered to the enemy against my orders! No, assuredly!