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Chapter 10

The Price of Victory
Added Wed Mar 7 20:58:30 2018 at level 51:

'He learned the price of victory.'

'And victory is empty.'

The words rolled around in Zah's slow head, they brought about a feeling so
familiar and yet he could not place it. Ever since the Lord of Strife had
uttered them, they had consumed Zahs thoughts.

Frustrated, Zah grunts loudly, before turning his thoughts to fonder
memories. The Massacre. Now that was a good day. Floating over the
bloodstained, snowy mountains, the Thirst running wild within him. All who
stood before Zah fled or broke, until only one remained: the wretched Chaos
Magi Gilversplitz.

Letting out his Cry of Thunder, Zah charged the jaguar, wrapped it tight
within his flail and using nothing but his bare hands, beat it to a pulp.

The rush of combat, the Thirst, the Cry of Thunder, all raged within him.
Turning about, Zah looked excitedly for his next victim, only to realise
there is none. Zah was victorious.

And victory is empty.

A flash of realisation dawns upon the simple Zah. War. Destruction. That is
what makes Zah who he is. Without it he is nothing. Without magic, the
accursed Magi, he would have never found the Village, never been named
Commander, Drillmaster and never been the Champion of the Massacre.

The War might never end, magic may never be defeated and Zah realised he
didnt want it to. Zah needed the War, to grow, change and become the
greatest that he could be. With this new found understanding, Zah lets out
a deep, booming laugh as he heads out to pick another fight.