Watching the clouds roll beneath the mountain. It's peaceful here, away from the noise of those who mistake a mere skirmish for a challenge. To anyone else, it might look like I'm hiding, but I'm simply waiting for something worth my blade.
If you're going to draw your sword against me, make sure you're prepared to lose your life in the process. Anything less is just a blasphemy against the art of fighting. Am I the only one who finds these "warriors" absolutely exhausting?