​lost [interlude]

[Monologue]
Very disappointed
Sadly, your swords exhibits only fear
When you counter, it's because you fear being killed
When you attack, you fear killing
And when you try to protect somebody
You fear you could let them die
At this point
The only thing your sword speaks of
Is senseless fright
And that's not good
What you do not need in battle
Is fear
Nothing can come of it
When you counter
You don't let them cut you
If you protect someone
You don't let them die
And when you attack
You kill
Understand?
Can't you see?
My sheer resolve to kill you
Is reflected in my sword