““This day’s battle is not wrought by miracle, nor ordained by fate.””
他苍老的声音传遍整支舰队,落进每一名将士耳中,沉缓却有力,震慑全场。
““The light has waned, and heaven no longer shelters mortal kind. The old order has crumbled, and a new age of strife has come. Darkness is divided between two thrones, and hidden tides stir in every corner of the world. Behind us lies the last pure refuge of Robson—the final spark of light, the sole hope of a scattered people.””
““We stand without divine grace, without sacred relics, without coming aid.””
““Yet true guardians have never relied on heavenly power or destined favor. They stand by unyielding resolve, by the duty of bearing a world’s suffering upon mortal flesh, and by the will to perish rather than let all folk fall again into shadow.””
““Upon these waters of Besadamo, we mortals shall make our stand. Our broken bodies shall be our ramparts, our blood our blades. We hold this sea line until our last breath.””
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