Felix Titus studied the two large men curiously as they entered the darkened room precariously, their eyes shifting from side to side in a state of constant readiness. Assessing their physique, physical appearance and mannerisms, Titus could barely find a fault between them. As they reached the centre of the room and stood still, gazing for any signs of life, Titus lit a cigarette, illuminating himself in the far corner of the room for a split second. The two men spun around instantaneously, their eyes bulging and straining in the darkness.
"Have a seat gentleman." Titus flicked the switch on his desk lamp, and motioned towards two chairs in front of him. The men took a moment to compose themselves and then walked calmly over and sat down. "Do you know why you are here?" Titus locked eyes with each man in turn, his face an expression of supreme confidence and assurance.
"To discuss strategy, Praetorius." One of them said, whilst clearing his throat nervously.
"Precisely." Titus replied with coolness, leaning back in his chair. "Do you know what motivates the religious?" He asked whilst taking a long drag from his cigarette, causing the men to cough and shake their heads at the same time. "Fear." Titus announced assuredly. "Nothing more, nothing less. Terror is the sure fire motivator of religious men, from the high priests to the lowly worshippers. Think about it. They fear the wrath of the gods if they go against the teachings of religion, and they fear the fiery pits of the underworld if they live a nefarious life on Terra. Religion is defined by terror, there is no positive element. They are never 'good' because they are, they are 'good' because they fear what might happen if they are not." Titus stood up abruptly and motioned for the men to follow suit. "For this campaign we shall use terror to achieve our desired effect." Titus reached to his side and handed one of the men his Gladius. "You have the list of targets. Now you should use that sword to shed some blood and motivate the people into abandoning the weakness and the slavery of religion. Make them fear what might happen if they don't." The two men nodded sagely.