“That's not what I mean," he says softly, putting a hand on my shoulder. "I mean the responsibility. Not the battle, the physics, the 'attack-here-block-here' garbage they teach you in the schools that only applies to cedars who learned that exact same blasted fighting style. No, I'm talking about the responsibility. When you have lives on the line, looking up at you for orders. When you have soldiers under your command, ready to fight, to give up their lives if they must. The responsibility of being an Army General. The responsibility of being in power.”
Book:Sabre Black