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“I was angry at you for a long time after you refused to wear jade. Of course you remember. Now, though… I’m thankful you’re not a Fist, Andy. I need—” Hilo’s voice faltered. “I need one of my brothers to live.”
Jade had meaning because of the type of person one had to become to wear it. Jade was the visible proof that a person had dedicated their life to the discipline of wielding power, to the dangers and costs of being a Green Bone.
All those doubts had over time folded themselves into Anden’s duality—of being a Kaul and not a Kaul. It was a contradiction he’d long ago struggled to reconcile but that now simply was.
“Far do your enemies flee, Kaul-jen, and may the gods shine favor on No Peak.”