Agmenor stood over Levinor on the battlefield, the blade of Vengeance at Levinor's chest.
Agmenor screamed, Fool!! Our soldiers bodies lay strewn over the field of Gods. What a waste, those pawns should have given their lives for my glory.
With your fool notions of liberty you marched a peasant army to our gates demanding freedom.
War is honour, but not like this. This victory doesn’t feel like a victory little brother and you will pay with your life.
Agmenor ruled for a decade, his hubris was finally shattered by the nephew he never met. War is honour uncle
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