It is the silent moments he loved the most. The opportunity to slow down, calm your breathing, and purge your mind of all the would ail you. It is what he was doing now. A form of meditation he allways preformed taught by the Templars. It is also during this time he prayed. Prayed to a god who would not her, a god who is merciless, a god that would let his children die for nothing. "UGHHA!" He shouted snapping out of his consitration. Frustrated of how his life had become, how close we was to dieing today, He was becoming reckless.