Before his fall, people had always called him Sir Malius. Loved by all, Malius was also a dangerously fierce combatant, praised for his heroic feats on the battlefield. In his faded memories, he could see himself as he faced his people with an enduring smile. He had known not anger nor malice, only unwavering purpose... and yet, Malius also understood — perhaps more than any — that [he] was long gone.