"We were kicked out of the fortress." Arax continued his brother's story, "When the caretaker came over to take a look at our results, he deemed us unfit for the vanguard … no idea what that means …"
'It means all of you were a reckless bunch!' Lee thought to himself, but didn't say it out loud. It was not wise to play with the feelings of a person who effortlessly swung sword larger than him as if it was a toothpick.
"Anyway. We were still young when we formed the squad. All four hundred and twelve of us. We named it Good Brothers." Arax said, but then his voice grew heavier, "In the following years few of us fell … but we were strong while keeping together. And people respected us. We earned the divine contribution and one after another our brothers got their sparks … it was great. Until that special conquest."
