" He protects!’ he shouted, and turned to look at the other troopers. ‘He protects,’ called one, not loud but with enough strength to carry. Then another echoed the call, and then another, and it was loud now, voices calling out in released fear and rage and defiance. ‘He protects!’ ‘He protects!’ ‘He protects!’ Katsuhiro nodded and looked at the dead angel whose grave would be the wasteland that he had bled his last on. ‘As we protect Him,’ he said to himself. "

― John French , Mortis (The Siege of Terra #5)