The play left Taet's eyes as he sighed. "Still on about this...." he said letting go and standing up. "I can't Hachiro. It's not worth the risk." He ran his hands up his arms. Suddenly he felt - and probably looked - vulnerable. He shuddered as he thought of those nights again, holding onto his arms and closing his eyes.
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In bellum, victoria.
In pacem, vigilantia.
In mortem, sacrificium.
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