Those do not seem to be situations that would generate compassion at all. Though it's clear that the sunk cost fallacy makes you unable to see what the true path here is. After all, humans are too weak to create the perfect society. Therefore, they are unworthy to inhabit it, and all human societies are deserving of the flame, by your own logic.
Ahh, but you are the untried got here by my reckoning. I have been rent asunder, split into my component parts, killed without dying. Can you claim the same? That is what I mean to test. And look, the Community provides a way for me to test what happens when I cut you into eight pieces and scatter them to the winds. ELMA-DS, bring me his head.
[No niceties, no makrugh, no formal war declaration. This is an assassination mission-and Mir has sent one of her strongest minions through the gap she just opened up near Elloran. ELMA units are Shurelia's chosen guardians, loyal bestial robots in white and gold metal-but Mir's ELMA-DS is an upgraded creature, more cunning and brutal and cruel. Its chassis is black, it's trim the red of the blood it is meant to shed. Beam projector lenses dot it's body, and it's fangs and claws are as perfectly honed as only a Reyvateil can craft. In defense, it can actually phase out when confronted with an attack, no longer existing in the same reality as the attacker. It is, to date, one of Mir's more perfect killing machines.
Though the gap does leave, for the briefest of instants, Mir-in-Shurelia visible, and oh so briefly vulnerable to a counterstrike. If, of course, one ignores the thrumming robot with a sword on it's head she's sent to kill him.]
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Ahh, but you are the untried got here by my reckoning. I have been rent asunder, split into my component parts, killed without dying. Can you claim the same? That is what I mean to test. And look, the Community provides a way for me to test what happens when I cut you into eight pieces and scatter them to the winds. ELMA-DS, bring me his head.
[No niceties, no makrugh, no formal war declaration. This is an assassination mission-and Mir has sent one of her strongest minions through the gap she just opened up near Elloran. ELMA units are Shurelia's chosen guardians, loyal bestial robots in white and gold metal-but Mir's ELMA-DS is an upgraded creature, more cunning and brutal and cruel. Its chassis is black, it's trim the red of the blood it is meant to shed. Beam projector lenses dot it's body, and it's fangs and claws are as perfectly honed as only a Reyvateil can craft. In defense, it can actually phase out when confronted with an attack, no longer existing in the same reality as the attacker. It is, to date, one of Mir's more perfect killing machines.
Though the gap does leave, for the briefest of instants, Mir-in-Shurelia visible, and oh so briefly vulnerable to a counterstrike. If, of course, one ignores the thrumming robot with a sword on it's head she's sent to kill him.]