"I want Rhyme to teach us how to be warriors, but he wants you to do it," Sard snickered.
Ladzoy nodded.
"Rhyme is a better warrior than I, better to have him teach you."
"But I'm worse as a teacher," Rhyme twitched the corner of his lips.
"Don't be cranky," Edos smiled.
Rhyme didn't smile back, but something sparkled in his black eyes.
"Well," the skinturner waved his hand uncertainly, apparently inviting the youth to line up.
"The sense of righteousness must be complete," Rhyme explained blankly, "a feeling, not an emotion. Righteous anger, for example, is a defeatist emotion. You can't win in battle with it. To win in battle, you have to assess what's going on at all times."
"And if the opponent is also sure that he is right?" Senz asked.
"Whoever is more confident will win," Rhyme shrugged, "none of this has anything to do with objective rightness. Because it's not objectivity or idea that fights, it's a person.
"So the wrong person can win?" Mehr asked.
"Yes, but only if the right one agrees with it," Rhyme nodded.
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