Capitano was more than familiar with war and the bloodshed of battle, however despite being so well versed in the art of war, he didn’t find any enjoyment within it. Like many others, he was simply a man trying to do what he deemed as best.

He had seen it all, the rise and fall of his homeland Khaenri’ah, the lives it laid claim to both the sinners and innocents. While he wouldn’t hesitate to do whatever means necessary to preserve his goal and further his ambitions, he wasn’t a violent man, despite what many may be prone to believing.

Unlike many these days, he still fought with honor many had long since forgotten and discarded. Capitano may have been deemed as a villain by many, but he wasn’t a monster.

He had hoped to preserve the innocent lives of those caught in the ongoing war of Natlan. Witnessing countless individuals fighting against the real monsters who threatened to overtake them, it served as a familiar sight he was so painfully aware of. However out of the corner of his eye surrounded in a sea of red and those fallen, there were still a few native to Natlan that hadn’t yet fallen.

The Harbinger couldn’t turn a blind eye for a moment as he saw one of the monsters they were overrun with raise its blade to an innocent, attacking her while she was down. Within seconds, Capitano was across the battlefield, his sword cutting the monster down without hesitation before it’s blade could come down on the innocent.