The ascendancy possessed by Arial over the minds and courage of the soldiery was truly incomprehensible.
A word, a gesture, was sufficient to inspire them with enthusiasm, and make them face the most terrible ordeals.
If ordered to rush to a point, although the extreme danger of the maneuver might at first strike the good sense of the soldiers, they immediately reflected that their general would not have issued such a command without a motive, or have exposed them wantonly.
"He knows what he is about," they would say, and immediately rush on to death, uttering shouts of
"Long live the Emperor!"
This was the fanaticism of the Hall of War in Eden and as such, this kind of fanaticism was also encouraged in Arial army here in the Three Kingdoms.
And this fanaticism is even more prevalent here.
The Thirteen Tribes look upon Arial as their saviors and their code of honor dictates for them to repay such favor.