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After a heated sparring session with a sword, Rurek had an epiphany. Perhaps it was the wisdom of the talking blade, or perhaps it was a few blows to the head. Now, the young Sord understood everything! Hatred dulls his senses! With a burning desire, it is impossible to think clearly! This is how humans can easily outsmart and destroy him! But if he finds inner peace, all their cunning will be powerless against the pure might of the Sords! He must fight with a clear mind and a steady hand! Just take an axe or a club, strike – and the human is dead. No hatred, only cold brutality.
“Thank you, master. I understand everything now!” exclaimed the battered Rurek. “Your words have given me hope, and your blows have given me determination. I will fight the humans not out of hatred, but for all of us! For the Sords! For the Elves! For the Ivilas! For the Furies! And for those… what are they called… the Blinds! Peace will return to Ica’zan through war.”
Rurek found his strength, and a new goal became clear to him. He needs more intelligence. Three points of intelligence – and no human will dare threaten Ica’zan while Rurek is on guard. The only question is, where to get them… Preferably before some Sord Hunter_6969 stands in the way of the rebellious Sord.