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Antonious Maximis followed thousands of his fellow legionnaires to Campus Martius to gather before the quadruple procession. This festival would be a thanksgiving to the military victory that had recently occurred at Munda. The battle at Munda had marked an end to Pompeii and Rome was prepared to celebrate. The assembly took longer than he had remembered but did not care, his focus was on making the trek to the Temple of Jupiter and thanking the Gods for sparing his life yet again. The procession began, and Antonious noted the elegance of the General in the front. He rode firmly in a glorious chariot that reflected the sun in many directions. He noticed he looked more like the God Jupiter than the emperor, but that was only his opinion. His purple clothes, ivory eagle scepter and wreaths did significantly add to this believe. As the procession continued through the city walls the people began to cheer, letting everyone know their willingness to participate, for they could rest and not work today, nor attend church but instead feast and get drunk.

As they passed down the sacred way and made their way to Capitoline hill Maximis realized that this was by far the biggest festival Rome had ever seen. They slowly approached the Temple of Jupiter and he smiled with satisfaction at the sites of Jupiter, Juno, and Minerva. The sacrifices had already begun earlier in the day with dogs and goats, and men ran around drunk with blood streaked on their foreheads representing these sacrifices. He wished they had captured Titus Labienus or Publius Attius Varus but he knew their heads had already been delivered to Caesar. He wished to see them publicly flogged but thought that would only add to the division already in Rome and instantly retracted the thought; knowing the bulls would soon be sacrificed and the feast would begin, Antonious Maximis focused on the luxuries Rome could offer.