We.
Are.
The sum.
Of our parts.
An individual is easily defeated.
But combined, sums and products, lies our strength.
Light and willpower expand in exponential beauty, building and multiplying, in brightest day.
Calculations of minds take form in light, pushing back darkness, pushing back the painfully random fear and rage of our foes.
Evil shows its might, a maelstrom of yellow and red against form and order, but green holds together against chaos. Beware our power, for the Corps is greater than the sum of its parts.