Imagine this is coming as likely as a virus creating a world wide epedemic, but as a constant draw as in those times ending the dark middle ages, and you are the only one around with a secret ancient military education knowing that you'll be the hot knife cutting through that fatty already melting butter that The Devil put into your Hells Kitchen frying pan to have a stake.
I will not take prisoners.
I will not surrender.
I will die before taken innocent life
I am Provos Knight
there will be save harbours, were always had been save harbours protected by castles, churches, walls, hills, rivers, labyrinths of roads, paths and yards
in a total war if the world turns to darkness, again.
Ezekiel 25.17 in a Pulp Fiction
