remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
Paperwork and messages sent for the morning, the Sword removed himself from desks and tight quarters, and drew instant relief in the form of the barracks. From there, it was easy to shed his coat, and collectively drawn upon the troops, soldiers, and defenders at his beck and call, establishing order and foundation lines as they practiced their duels, skirmishes, and leaned into the familiarity of strength and power. Occasionally on the sidelines barking orders and commands, similarly drifting in and out of practice and trainings, the ease and comfort amidst his established brethren was enough to warrant any apprehension flickering through his veins.Before long, he’d grabbed his own training weapon, a staff for this venture, and began running drills with the others. Pride, especially for those who willingly defended Halo, shown immensely on his features as he broke out into a widened grin, laughter a deep rumble as the group of them sidestepped one another, bypassing hits to the knee or deflecting strikes against ribcages. The practice became a barrage of skills for anyone willing to step up in their multitudes and boldness, ensuring they were ready for whatever else came their way.
out for vengeance
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