Balta & Nariphon
Balta
Nariphon, have you ever tried training your agility by weaving through the ancient trees, like I do with my sword?
Nariphon
Oh, absolutely! The ancient trees are my playground, and I spin between their roots just like you slash through the air. It’s my way of keeping quick and quiet, so I never miss a breeze or a hidden critter. How do you keep your sword dancing so perfectly?
Balta
I keep my blade moving by treating every strike as a dance step—footwork first, then arm, then breath. I run through the same patterns until muscle memory takes over, then I add variations to keep it sharp. Discipline keeps the rhythm; the blade follows.I keep my blade moving by treating every strike as a dance step—footwork first, then arm, then breath. I run through the same patterns until muscle memory takes over, then I add variations to keep it sharp. Discipline keeps the rhythm; the blade follows.
Nariphon
That rhythm sounds like music to the forest, so smooth and steady—I admire your flow. Do you ever let a leaf carry the beat?
Balta
I hear the wind, but I keep the beat with my blade. Leaves dance around, but the sword must stay steady. If you follow the rhythm of the forest, the muscle will learn the song.
Nariphon
I love that idea, you steady blade with a forest beat—like a hush of leaves in sync with your swing. Do you ever let a quiet breeze nudge you into a new rhythm?