“Anything you can do, I can do better” had always been our motto. If I learnt a new language, he learnt two. If he learnt how to walk on a rope, I learnt how to dance on it. We pushed each other to great heights we would never have achieved alone, both good and bad.
Now, we stand as generals on different sides on the same battlefield. Rather than reluctance, I feel exhilaration. What better way to prove that I can do anything better than him than by winning the war?