remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
The morning’s experiments, after completing a round of paperwork, were a reward for all their recent labors. A trial by fire and trebuchets lent themselves handily towards the outskirts of the Citadel, where the endless snow beyond the walls were a perfected and flattened expanse of training exercises. By sunrise, the Sword had placed targets amidst the ivory; all of different sizes, shapes, enemies, and adversaries, either long since dead or exaggerated and fables. Tempting to destroy, regardless of their embellished features.He stood amidst his warriors then, as they pulled levers and the arms flailed upwards, casting embers, flames, rocks, stones, and any manner of newfound armaments to cast aloft across the plain. Exuberant shouts were heard if they managed to hit – whoops for accuracy and precision, practice made gilded. Dismays amplified if they missed, amongst a hardy ribbing from their constituents. All the while, the Sword made quick notations of each implemented device, compelled into better maneuvers and motions for Halo’s protection.
out for vengeance
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