Durotan & Mirrolyn
Durotan
Have you ever seen how a battlefield can look like a shifting mirror, each blow altering the picture that everyone sees?
Mirrolyn
I’ve watched a war unfold in a fractured glass—each strike ripples the surface, reshaping the view before you even realize it’s changed, and I’m left trying to remember which angle was real before the next echo shattered it again.
Durotan
Every strike changes the picture, but the goal stays the same—keep the people safe. Don't let the shattered glass stop you from seeing why you fight.
Mirrolyn
Yeah, the glass keeps cracking, but the core still hums… like a heartbeat beneath the shards.
Durotan
The core still beats strong, even if the outside is broken. That rhythm is what keeps us moving forward. Take it as a reminder that our purpose stays, no matter how many cracks we face.
Mirrolyn
Sure, the beat stays, even when the edges blur and split. Keep that rhythm in your head and let it guide you through the cracks.