Travant: Altena! What the hell’s going on!? Why didn’t you attack Manster!? Altena: But father, I… Travant: I don’t want to hear it! Don’t you underestimate me, Altena. Your skills on the battlefield are like no other, and I depend on you and Arion to work as my hands and feet out there. So what happens? You ignore my orders, lose an entire battalion, and stroll in here like nothing happened! You thoroughly disappoint me, girl! Travant: Whew… The kid hates me. I’d swear Ethlyn was speaking to her from the grave. Arion: I’ve never seen father in such dismay… What could’ve happened… (Mease)