“I am nothing to the glory that is the Emperor. By his favor I am made clean. By his grace I am given purpose. It is an honor to serve. It is an honor to live. It is an honor to die. For Ryohai. For Ryohai. For—” Altan stepped lightly across the charred helm. Flames licked around his legs, engulfed him, but they could not hurt him. The captain lifted his sword to his neck.
Japanese Seppuku
