You speak of how dishonourable it was for me to run when I was beset
by 4 attackers, yet you seem to not recognize the hypocrisy of then
running when faced with but two attackers.
You are a fool, Changcoix: a babe in a woods composed of those
wiser and more skilled than yourself. The Sentaari will always
remember how you sneaked up on and killed our Grand Master in his
sleep.

Your jealousy will be your downfall, Changcoix. I, for one, am
not going to sit around and watch you and your lackeys gang-kill
my comrades.
Penned by my hand on the 10th of Scarlatan, in the year 179 AF.