Omaru cleared this throat carefully, casting a brief sidelong glance at his Warhorse, his eyes narrowed spitefully. "Our soldiers are the best trained warriors available; they use the best of our tactics and weapons. Scarlet Sentinel was built specifically to resist our military efforts; it is not surprising that she might fall victim to simple brute force; she was unprepared for such simplicity. As well, it's possible that the appearance of my steed caused her to underestimate its strength. I assure you, it is *because* of my loyalty that I sent my personal steed to earth. I too grew tired of watching our troops fail, and so I sent my own personal servant to survey the land and determine what should happen...a herald, to pave the way for myself should it become necessary that I engage these lesser beings myself." Omaru bowed obsequiously, confident that he had covered himself adequately. He did not notice the second glance that Kali gave to his kneeling Warhorse. "I took credit for her victory because she is my property. Her victories are my victories, just as my victories are your's. In truth, it is you to prevailed against the Scarlet Sentinel today. And with no more effort than it took for one of your loyal vassals to send his steed to graze among the enemy fields. Who could have predicted that this simple creature could bring us...I mean YOU...such glory?"