Well, what if he forgot... Here, Girych played through the campaign, Girych is great.
When Aurelius tightened the straps on his armor, preparing for the tournament, he remembered the past. His last tournament was ten years ago: a sunny day, a helmet that was too heavy, and a mind yearning to inflict and receive pain. Back then, he thought that the sweet life of an aristocrat would last forever. Now, looking at his reflection in the tarnished helmet, he doesn't see a carefree young man; he sees a penniless vagabond, counting every penny. And yet... the deeply ingrained desire for pain is rekindling in his mind. Pain, pain will take him far, far away from thoughts of his cursed life and his murdered beloved.
He aims at the helmet.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт