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It was my sister's fault. She drove me to it at any moment. I was ready to make peace, Yes, and to spare her life, too. If only she would yield me the throne. But she would not. Her pride has destroyed the whole world. Even after the war had begun, there was a solemn promise that neither side would use magic. But when she broke her promise, what could I do? Fool? As if she did not know that I had more magic than she. She even knew that I had the secret of the deplorable word. Did she think she was always a weakling, that I would not use it? The secret ofthe secrets known only to the great kings of our race, a word which have spoken with the proper ceremonies were destroyed, all living things except the one who spoke it. I did not use it until she forced me to it. I did not use my power to the last of my soldiers had fallen and my sister at the head of her rebels, she flushed her horrible, wicked eyes. Victory, she said. Yes, said I victory, but not yours