Antonio looked at his son, "This isn't your responsibility."
"It is my responsibility! I sent them into battle, I led them to their deaths. I knew they would die! The massacre on the flanks was certain, yet I placed them there anyway—I knew the Terdun people would kill them, I knew it from the start." Winters' body trembled violently as the never-healed scars in his soul were slowly exposed, "Those men, they went to war because they trusted me, yet what have I done? I fed their flesh and blood to the wolves..."
Antonio wanted to embrace his son, but he couldn't do that anymore.
"You can't cry," Antonio said, "If you choose this path, you can't cry."
