For Harmony. A chance at life. To fight on other days.

Niko's angular face caught a flicker of firelight and Tempus saw his future there: sharp purpose, discipline, and power in perfect balance; love of man and gods, and mercy transcending all. If war ever wore a more humane face, this one would make it so.

We fouled up. I did. He got hurt. Badly, maybe. And the god...is not helping him today.

Look to the souls of Your own soldiers, God, who labor in Thine awful cause.

Bandara was not an easy place to return to: it could hide from the common worlds whose periphery it inhabited. But Bandara never had, in all its years, completely disappeared.

If it was true today, it might be untrue tomorrow.

Look around you. It's an honor to fight beside you. Today we choose to fight. For the freedom to fight on other days. So we remember what's worth fighting for.