Art smiled. "You clearly have strange Ideas Enkidu. There are no heros in.battle, Heros come Later. And Herosvare like kings. Theres no Hero without the people he protects". As Enkidus strikes closed In, Art sighed. "Aegis." He muttered, sheen covering the air aroubd- And below him. The strikes hammered into the shield. Art felt it straining, but holding well. "A Hero is borne upon the hands of the many. A Leader Takes advice from the Mouths of the Few. But the Pariah walks withbthe legs of the One, and it is a lonesone walk indeed." Enkidu heard another Growl- But not this time from Artorius- But from Right behind him.