"In your land, when two warriors shed blood in common cause, they're considered brothers, is that right?" he posed to the towering Leonin.   Regulus nodded. "It is the same where you come from, isn't it? Celestia?"   Another nod, then he extended his hand. "Thank you Regulus. For everything."   The mighty Leonin laughed, then shoved the hand aside and easily hefted Callum from his feet, eliciting a few pops from his back in the process. Callum laughed all the while, then took a full breath when Regulus set him down.   "It's good to have you back, brother," the barbarian told him.   "Wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you. Thank you, Regulus. For everything. Know that I will pay you back however I can."   He waved him off. "You don't owe me a thing. We share a deathwish after all. If anything I should be angry you didn't let me join you in such a glorious victory over our foes! Give me the chance to do that!"   "Deathwish..." Callum chuckled. "Yeah, I'll remember that for next time. But I do owe you at least one thing, my friend."   "What's that?"   "My real name. It's Callum."