Three sages, one of war, one of wisdom and one of death, came across my path,
“Tell me, oh wise ones: To whom in this world should I never yield my sword?”, I asked them.
“Yield not to those of power,” the sage of war said.
“Yield not to those of corruption,” the sage of wisdom said.
“Do not, my friend, yield to anyone,” the sage of death said.
“Then to whom should my alliagence lie?”, I asked.
“To your sword,” the sage of war replied.
“To your intellect,” the sage of wisdom said.
“Why, to death, of course,” the sage of death said.