The three brothers stand on the bridge much as they have been. Green lichen clings to the bottom of the bridge. The column stands to at the edge of the bridge. The road stretched beyond, dotted by two or three solitary trees on its way through the hills to the castle beyond. Off to the left is the camp of radish-tents, surrounded by a low wooden wall, dwarfed by the Battle Bear sitting nearby. Further on is a small wood. The sky is blue and filled with thin clouds.
Perhaps the Titans have forsaken honor, as you'd claim.
But I am what I am.
And so here I stand.
I will make you and the Titans prove your claim.