“The face was different, but the enemy was the same. Hate. It is a senseless emotion that induces strife wherever it persists.” “How am I supposed to fight hate?” Rezkin looked back to him. “Defeat all those who wield it.” “Then, are we not the same as them?” Rezkin said, “I do not hate my enemies. I merely recognize the need for them to be silenced in whatever manner is fitting.”
