Valka
During a bloody war, you learn a couple of things. The battle isn't always to the strongest, swiftest or smartest. Sometimes, the weakest make it out alive, not because they're lucky.
There's no such thing on the battle field. They make it out alive because they understand that they are no match for the enemy and have a stronger sense of self preservation that places them in a constant flight mode.
The strong are used to fighting, getting beaten and rising again, even if it means dying. Admirable, yes. Wise? No.
Because if you thought about it deeply, the ones who survive in the end are the ones who know when to retreat.
"Remember, Valka," Lucien had said last night. "There is no shame in running from an enemy you cannot beat. Forget about winning and focus solely on surviving."
