Bab 1045: Impatient Warriors - Part 5

Amion did not reply. He knew that as well as Jericho did. He would have shouted it, if he'd been so sure what would come out of his mouth were words worth hearing. The grasp of different men's Commands aligned with their temperament, and Amion found he preferred to exercise a degree of practise in his Command speeches, before he spoke them properly. He felt he lent them more dignity that way.

"CHANG!" He said, refining his earlier words in his head. "THE WEIGHT OF YOUR PEN LENDS TO YOUR SWORD! DO NOT BE OVERWHELMED!"

He'd read some of Chang's poetry, and for such an accomplished warrior, he had a surprising amount of skill when it came to the poetic. He specialized in poems on nature. He seemed to find endless hours of fascination with whatever he saw inside the lush forests surrounding their temple.