Men are fools who forget what really matters while time goes by.
Arrows are cheap; you're expensive.
I see ranks ready for battle, stretching out. Five, six horses across, ranks in formation. Endlessly.
Niko and his women will be the death of all the Stepsons yet.
And personally, I've lost my thirst for vengeance.
Humans create their futures every day of every year; only you can alter your worlds.