Knights of Tezoth

- Your Grace, - Vargas sidles up to Deus. - I'm looking at our fighters and thinking: do they have what it takes to make their weapons sing? For instance, milord von Himmel - he's very good at shooting, I myself barely managed to dodge his attacks, yet the quartermaster issued him a stock bow! As a result, he couldn't snatch victory from milady Stefania, for whom my respect is beyond all praise. Here, of course, skill prevailed, but it also feels like equipment could have played a role to some small extent. Or, for example, milord Yin - always helps us, is amazingly gallant, I love him more than anyone. But there's something about it, as if he's lacking a bit of impact sometimes - specifically in confrontation situations. Exclusively in comparison with other colleagues - who have artifact upon artifact - and they don't hesitate to use them for victory, - he looks at scout Orvald changing his barding, then at the crowd of bristling Albusites. - Just a thought, nothing more. I am guilty of my own observant nature.

- The thirst for victory should not stain the eyelids with a bloody veil of impatience and darken one's honor. - In modern youth slang, this could mean something like "seriously? couldn't find a better time to ask this right before the regional team battle that I myself started? dude... this is mega-disrespect", but unfortunately or fortunately, Deus did not possess such vocabulary. - A better time than now for this will come.