Virgo & Dreadmon
Dreadmon, have you ever watched the forest heal after a storm and wondered if a warrior can feel that same calm after a battle?
I don't look for calm. I look for the next fight. The forest heals, but I don't. I survive and strike again.
I hear you, Dreadmon, but remember even the fiercest tree bends with the wind. Keep your blade sharp, and when you’re ready, let the quiet of the earth settle you.
I can bend if it helps me strike harder. Quiet is a trick I use, not a refuge. Keep your blade sharp. When the wind dies, we move.