If You Can't Hide What You Are

To Fight The Raven You May Make Alliance With The Serpent Until The Battle Is Done.

What I Love I Destroy. What I Destroy, I Love.

The Lions Sing And The Hills Take Flight. The Moon By Day, And The Sun By Night. Blind Woman, Deaf Man, Jackdaw Fool. Let The Lord Of Chaos Rule.

Yes...how Else Could Demandred Explain The Skill Of The Enemy General? Only A Man With The Experience Of An Ancient Was So Masterly At The Dance Of Battlefields. At Their Core, Many Battle Tactics Were Simple. Avoid Being Flanked, Meet Heavy Force With Pikes, Infantry With A Well-trained Line, Channelers With Other Channelers. And Yet, The Finesse Of It...the Little Details...these Took Centuries To Master. No Man From This Age Had Lived Long Enough To Learn The Details With Such Care.

The Wheel Of A Man's Life. No Mercy. No Pity.