Ever considered that the most lethal blow is often the one you wait for? I've got a few stories that might make you pause before you swing.

Sure, let me tell you about the old fort on the hill. A young lieutenant kept trying to break in every night, thinking sheer force would win. I had him wait until dawn, then slipped a single letter into the wall. He missed the whole siege because he didn’t see the quiet, but the letter—“Patience wins wars”—was enough to turn the tide. The lesson? A well‑timed move beats brute force every time.

I once watched a siege engine crackle like a furnace. The captain who fired it was impatient—he threw the whole thing at the wall, thinking heat alone could win. The wall held, and the engine collapsed in his own hands. In the end, the same heat that could burn the armor also burned the engineer’s pride. Patience, my friend, is the shield that lets the fire do its work without destroying the bearer.