Gather the shards of your courage. Patch together what resolve you can. We'll find this thing - and kill it.
You get what you expect. Expect to heal. Expect victory.
Humiliation sets armies marching, empires falling, breaks hearts and minds and souls.
Gods and men honor those who have fought in battle.
Wanting neither too much to live, nor too much to die.
Niko, you're halfway to where you need to go. It's the most dangerous time. And all the gods and forces have a stake in you, Hero. Or do you want to be just a memory, a cult somewhere, with people sacrificing horses to your name?