Listen close and you can hear, Please, bless us and forgive us, and make us good here and strong here. Let us get along here. Let those we love and left behind be blessed. Let us find the proper path and keep to it. Help us act harmoniously, and find work pleasing in the sight of god and man.

I'm just a weapon of the god.

Men may not believe you, my son. But you must always say the truth, when the truth holds no danger for you or your loved ones.

Here Stormbringer spies the Stepsons, the Theban fighters, and the 3rd Commando, attending to their own. In the face of such unflinching determination and unswerving devotion, the hurricane pauses and calms. Its ravings turn to mutters.

Men live, and then they die. It is the quality of the process of living which matters, that and that alone.

I want to live like a man.

There is no mercy in trading life for life. And certainly no righteousness. Mercy, once given, cannot be taken back.