The H.E.L.M., The Last City
The Guardian approaches the War Table. A hologram of Saladin appears.
Lord Saladin: The Cabal have no shame. They failed to take out our leadership, and now they escalate their barbarism on the battleground. Believe me, I wish it were not this way. But I've seen this pattern play out many times before. Like the warlords of our darker days, Caiatl and her commanders see honor as a currency. Valuable only for the fear it strikes in their enemies' hearts. There's no merit in it. No trust. And there's no negotiating with brutes like that. Meet them on the battlefield and prove, again and again, where the real honor lies.
The hologram disappears as the call ends.