Fail. Iterate. Succeed.

This protocol is the very foundation of Progress, the Ankyrean-- no, the Spirean ideal.

Ascension demands perfection. Exploit every vulnerability, utilize every mistake. Each and every strike you make at us ascertains one more angle that Severn can no longer assail us from, one infinitesimal inclination upwards along the celestial meridian.

The biomass is your victor's reward, the potency of your tactical actuation acknowledged and realized.

But know that the Dragon remains, and Her hunger is vast - for vengeance, for Progress, and for Life.

Penned by my hand on Closday, the 20th of Haernos, in the year 509 MA.