War changes people and gods alike.
When I marched on with the Imperial Army through the Empire to the coasts, when I took my first breath from the Barrel of Air and descended into the calm, grim depths of the underwater world, I knew I was going to learn there a lot. I could have read all the books on war waging, I could have consulted countless perfect, adamant strategies with the Generals beforehand and yet nothing could really prepare me for underwater fights. From obvious mistakes and left-overs of land doctrines (not much point in bringing archers under the waves, really) to the more subtle ones, this war took longer than I planned, but it was kind of expected. Atlantis lives up to the reputation of underwater nations and Shurp was a worthy, honorable opponent.
For this, I salute you.
I genuinely hope, for the sake of your two sacrifices, both in the name of your people, that they now may find a rightful, just place in our open-minded society and live even happier lives than before.
A final sentence? Having two heads, but a single spirit, is not necessarily better than having two spirits in a single head.
Now, let us be silent. The Atlanteans are performing rather
interesting ceremony.