"Even after what happened this morning, he got back up and starts training again..." Altair approached Thalior and stood beside him. "You have seen thousands of knights and assisted you in the war fifteen years ago. Tell me, what kind of people will fight to protect?" He asked.
"The ones who will raise their hands and wield the sword even their bodies have given up," Thalior answered and stared at the moons in the sky. "It's not something that strength and experience can achieve, it's the will and the mind inside them."
"Then, what do you see in him?" Altair asked as he pointed at Rasmus in the distance, swinging his sword with Aris's guidance.
"A dangerous one. Because those who can still stand and wield their swords whose bodies have given up, they're dangerous to the enemies," Thalior answered and walked back inside since the cold and the snow reminded him of what had happened in the Blackcliffs.
