So yeah, I think this is my first and probably an extremely rare attempt at writing a sad comic. No punchline, obviously. Just service to a greater cause that is dignified, yet hollow. It is also rare that I get a good chance to develop the pentagonites, and I am happy to see the herald really coming into his own. This comic was not always planed as part of this series, but I came to this point and felt it had to be done. In the end, the Herald casts his vote.