You know me, I'm a man of few words, so let's get over with this. The years of being executor have put a strain on my sanity. I'm a man of action, not a diplomat. While I believe I steered the Deterrence on the right path, I should probably move on. I miss the smell of blood. I miss seeing my hands bloody. Ahh, I can't describe the feeling that's going through me right now. It has to be done.
Therefore, I'm issuing my last order. Take the mantle of Executor and lead us with pride. Keep our valors, traditions and integrity as a top priority. Continue the work that I've started and if anyone will ever defy us, make sure you wipe every trace of them. Never forget our history and struggles. Give them nothing but take from them everything.
As for myself, I'll assume command of the battlecruiser Perdición and make preparations for our invasion of Dublin. You shall find me where the battle is the thickest alongside the fearless Cimitarra Company. We shall wreck havoc to anything that stands in our way.
Call it a retirement, Javier, but it shall be on the battlefield. This is my birthright and it's time I heed its calling.