Benhuyna
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=Destiny is for the weak; fate, forged through will, is true strength.=
Even the heat of a thousand suns could not thaw the cold left by the thought of abandoning his master's side. He could taste the endless blood pouring from his breath. Beneath the vast blue sky, sunlight gleamed upon the crimson blade of the Terrarian.
For the briefest moment, he caught a glimpse of the Champion’s eyes. There—an imperceptible tremor—the cold pupils behind the great helm wavered. Disgusting. The failure to honor his master—his friend, his companion, his family—with a final, mighty roar. To stand by and bear witness as his master unsheathed his glorious blade for the very last time… He would rather perish.
Destiny quailed before those whose hearts burned with the fire of change, granting the doomed a fleeting chance to rise and fight.
The Heavenly Principles, however, thought otherwise.