[b][i]Even if he hadn't felt moved over to her he would carry himself over to her, spear in hand and electricity crackling on his body. Sights of the battlefield flashed before both of them: spears piercing chests, electricity cutting down enemy soldiers. The one thing neither saw in the memories though was guilt for what he had done. As he approached, he only gripped his spear and spoke.[/i][/b] "I have done no wrong. What I have done was to protect."