Two people now. Two murderers with the same emblem Ronin had. As Lucien embraced the young girl with one arm comfortingly, his other held the scrap taken from the other soldier - a shoulder pauldron with a coiled red cobra emblazoned upon it. It partially buckled under the man's anger-empowered strength. Funnily enough, never before was there such an accurate representation of the False Prophet: human values protecting innocence despite the burning world it inhabits and a nihilistic beast who wished to devour all other monsters. [i]Wolf. Courier. Ronin. Atlas.[/i]