These monsters in front of us, this menagerie of destruction, they are the beasts that block us from greatness. They are the clouds of fear. Strong sinew binds them. Huge muscles threaten us. They are captained by polished wisdom, a wizard usually unappreciated.
These are monsters. But together, our band can triumph. This is what the tale demands of heroes. Our tale requires panache, spirit, good fortune and brave souls. Which is good, for that is what we are - a band of brave souls.
As we send off our best we know they will return. As we send off our best we know they are us.