“And there it is. I was warned. You come here with airs of grandeur but remember, you’re nothing but a base warrior, Feldar of Naz’arán.” Feldar stepped closer to her, anger sharpening his features. Benzir tensed beside him. “Nothing but a base warrior? Mind your words, captain. No warrior is nothing. Every warrior is a brother or sister, a fighter, a loyal spirit ready to die should you command it. The least you can do is love them for it.”
