However.
No one could condemn them for their weakness.
Nor did anyone have the right to condemn them for their faltering faith.
Not even the Imperial Knights or the National Church Judges had that right.
Reinhardt had spent four years recuperating in Caster Monastery. He was a silent observer, witnessing these Mortals struggle bitterly under the weight of war and Demons.
Just as he himself had once struggled in Grillers World, in Frostfire Fortress.
The rebels' offensive grew fiercer, and city after city fell to the flames of war.
The power of Demons warped the city's citizens, twisted their beliefs, and shattered their hopes.
But these Mortals still did everything they could. Even the insatiably greedy Wasteland City Lord was desperately holding on, hoping for salvation from the Divine Emperor's Angels.
Courage was never a quality exclusive to the Imperial Knights.
