Knights of Tezoth

— .. There is but a gram more valor in that triumph than in the arrows soaring from another hall as retribution. If milady harbors resentment in her soul, I offer my apologies, but I am ready to deserve becoming the target of such an emotion. I have no excuses regarding the weakness of my physique or the baseness of my fighting style. — the lunar bowed guiltily to her opponent.

- I beg your pardon, milady. I am deeply ashamed to admit it, but I lack the erudition to understand what you are saying.

"No one has enough" — thought Stefania, continuing to write her reports.