It's often said that the fires of war are the ultimate forge in which heroes and villains are born.
That's a load of bullshit.
It's not the "fires of war" specifically; it's the flame of desperation.
But that's not all.
The need to survive, the dream of thriving, and the ambition to change...that's what creates heroes.
Funnily enough, that's also what makes villains.
And that's the thing everyone forgets.
It's not just the flame that makes ore into iron; it's what composes the ore.
Some people, when exposed to extreme heat, just...break.
Nothing more, nothing less.
-The observation of a general who had seen too many heroes and villains be born on and off the battlefield.
... Note that the following happened in the same timeframe as the False Crusaders being secured…
'How the hell are these brats keeping pace with my elites?!' Legante thought to himself as he watched his warriors steadily lose ground. 'Fucking should've known this was a no-win situation. Fuck!'
