[@Kessir Tarkin] [b]You think I'm young and naive, You think I've never known War, I know war. Every day of my life I have fought and I have struggled and I have suffered, You've never lived on the streets of terra, you've never known what it's like to wake up and kill three people over a simple slice of moist bread, you've never known what it's like to go days, Weeks even without food, water or any comfort, you've never known what it's like to watch your life waste away as some god-forsaken flu kills you and your friends slowly, you've never known what it is like to wake up and see the last person in your life who cares about you limp and lifeless, you've never known what it's like to wake up and wonder if this day will be your last. Do. not. tell me I don't know suffering![/b] William yelled at Rama, the anger that pumped throughout William wasn't fueled by honor anymore, it was fueled by Rama believing he was weak, That he was some naive little boy here to be scarred by war. William felt his hand draw to his sword, if he had been on the ship he would've killed Rama for his insult, but whatever shred of reason William had held him back. If he let himself and Rama devolve into petty infighting he'd never see the sun set.

[b]We'll finish this later, this isn't over[/b] he promised Rama and marched back to the fray, he needed to survive, he'd fight Rama when the anvil of certain death wasn't looming over his skull.