non solitas acies nec Martia bella paramus, sed fratrum (licet alma Fides Pietasque repugnent, vincentur), fratrum stringendi comminus enses.
No customary battle, no Martian war do we prepare, but the swords of brothers (though kindly Faith and Piety resist, they will be vanquished), brothers I say, must be drawn in conflict.
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