“When I’m wrong, I rectify, sir.” “Oh yes. I know.” Dantor walked around him, boots echoing off the walls of the Deeping Gorge where the commander had chosen to live. “And you blame it on someone else, something else. I have yet to hear you say the words ‘I was wrong.’ This is what your warriors see – your willingness to put them down, disregard their merits if it heightens yours. Captains don’t do that. They defend their warriors, make them feel like the gods themselves because that is the way we win wars and protect our lands, our people and our gods.”
