[ Sharkface sits with that for a moment. Blood, god, and gold. Translate that to what? Money, power, and weird ass technology in his? Details probably read different, but he has a feeling the wars look pretty similar when you're fighting them. ]

No, [ he agrees. ] Somebody's playing a game. Gathering people up, cutting them open. Adding modifications. Those don't usually go so well, back home.

[ Thus far he hasn't heard of any of the Displaced dying yet. That might be good. ]