I think beautiful is a relative term, Wren.
I could have made money on that.
Regulus, brother, you know I cannot do that. As always we walk the same yet opposite paths. I cannot run as Wren rises, as the Heroes and Wren Hunters make their valiant last battle. This hour shall change generations, Arthur, you must see that - thou I do not attempt to change your mind. I know now that is all but impossible. I do not mean this in offence, but you are perhaps one of the most stubborn men I know.
Haldor might beat you there, though. In both senses of the word.
I still welcome what help you give. Hard as it is for me, I do not hold this against you. You only do your duty, whether you see its harm or not. I know the cost and reason of such actions.
Alas - Wren must fall, Heroica must rise.
I fire an arrow at Beast H from the back.