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I left, because there was nothing to say, did you think that i would answer his challenge. If so your mistaken. i earned my place, these metals werent just given. I remember obsticle course one after the other, courage when it meant crossing the line, courage when there was no cover to hide behind. Loyalty that was more then the words potencial could reach, if your reflection true, i was there, in joy and disppear. Its your turn to fight, give me what ive given you, even if its alittle bit, show me something of valure. if you come to find its not real, reguardless this is something i deserve, it is something i need. So i know everything ive done holds significance, and no effort was wasted. Because either way you were worth it.