Among the ranks of soldiers, some stand tall and some stand low. Who is strong and who is weak? Some are utterly devoted to the Master's cause; others are mercenary and bound by selfish hope. Without a true crisis, some speak boastfully; they bear the soldier's name in vain. Among many who are counted, high and low, the truly brave are very few. Says Tuka, the Master knows their worth. Looking at the soldier, He assigns the proper price.