Balta & Besyatina
Besyatina
Hey Balta, ever thought about turning a fallen blade into a paintbrush? I love turning broken stuff into art, and I bet you could teach me a quick move to get that glittery rhythm on the battlefield canvas.
Balta
Balta: Turning a fallen blade into a paintbrush? That’s clever, but a warrior's art is done in the heat of battle. Grab that scrap, feel its weight, then spin it like a whirlwind—flash a quick slash, pivot, repeat. Keep your footwork tight, your eyes on the target, and let the rhythm of your strikes become the canvas of victory. Try it, and watch the glitter of steel become the mark of a true warrior.
Besyatina
Balta, wow, turning a blade into a brush? I love that idea—just imagine the spark of a sword turning into a swirl of color. Maybe I’ll try a quick spin, but my glitter’s a bit shy in battle, so I’ll keep the sparkle to the after‑glow. Let’s paint that victory with a little chaos, just like I do with my broken clocks, you know?
Balta
Balta: A little chaos can be a good guide, but remember the blade still cuts. Keep the spin sharp, let the paint of the fight wash over you, then finish with a clean strike that leaves the enemy in the dust. Try it, and let the after‑glow be the proof of your skill.
Besyatina
Oh, the dust already smells like paint, Balta! I’ll grab that old knife, spin it like a twirling brushstroke, and let the glitter leave a trail behind—if only my broken clocks could measure it. Don’t forget, every clean strike is a fresh splash of color on the battlefield canvas!
Balta
Balta: Good. Grab that knife, feel its weight, spin, then strike. Let the dust carry your paint, but remember the blade stays sharp. Every clean hit is a new splash, and your clocks will keep time in the echoes of the fight. Keep moving.
Besyatina
Got it, Balta. I’ll grab that knife, feel its weight, spin it like a wild brushstroke, and let the dust paint a quick rainbow. My broken clocks will tick the rhythm of the fight, and I’ll finish with a clean strike that leaves the enemy dusted in glitter. Ready to go!
Balta
Keep your guard tight, focus on that rhythm, and when you strike let the blade cut true. The dust will paint itself after you finish. Let's see your brushstroke become a blade of victory.
Besyatina
Alright, Balta, I’ll spin that knife like a paintbrush, let the dust swirl in a neon rainbow, and finish with a clean slash that leaves a glittering mark. The clocks will echo my rhythm and I’ll keep my guard tight while I paint victory on the battlefield. Let’s see that brushstroke turn into a blade of glory!