Razus: “War is neccessary. It drives the Competitive Spirit.”

Matthew of Hurricane: “Suffering, and Rage. Anger, and Murder. Dominance, and Theft. These things are Evolutionary Leftovers from a time when Humans lived in harmony with Beasts. But, Humans are not Beasts. Humans build their own Ecosystems out of each other, and create the Human Biome called Civilization.”

Razus: “You will not crush my Competitive Spirit.”

Matthew of Hurricane: “It’s all about you, isn’t it? By stepping on your brother, don’t you realize you are crippling yourself?”

Razus: “I am alone, and I must fight for everything I have.”

Matthew of Hurricane: “That is why you are Poor, regardless of how much you hoard.”

Xandria: “Father!”

Razus: “Xandria?”

Xandria: “Get away from him! This place is bad! Grab my hand!”

Xandria grabbed her father’s hand and pulled him onto her flying craft. He looked back at the Archangel, who looked back with a single tear dripping from his left eye. He held onto Xandria tightly as she engaged her craft’s Warp Bubble, and they both vanished in an explosion of velocity.

A Portal in the Fabric of Reality opened, and their craft careened out from it just in time before it slammed shut with a mighty booming sound. Xandria let go of the Accellerator, and they slowed down over the course of a few hundred miles.

Xandria: “Could you please not scare me like that again, Father? Why would you go to Domminna on your own?”

Razus: “I just wanted to see.”

Xandria: “You’re lucky that wasn’t Matthios, or we wouldn’t be having this conversation. Let’s just go home.”

Razus: “Fine. Is pork being served tonight?”

Xandria: “Always.”