Giving up any hope of teaching today and put his book away, Geros turned to Kiara and asked, "Surely both sides have enough in the way of powerful weapons? There is something else to this diamond of Aether yes? Some form of ancient prophecy? A holy ritual that will cleanse the world? Or has the war really gotten so trivial that armies march for such thing?"

Slowly rising to his feet Geros moved so that he could see the army, their white armor standing out against the landscape. It was almost comical how they put their tradition above common sense.