Idris & Rustsaber
Rustsaber
Idris, ever think the toughest puzzles are written in the chaos of battle?
Idris
You'd think the only puzzle left after the chaos is figuring out who still had a weapon in their hand. In battle, patterns are as fleeting as smoke, but the human mind—its motives, grudges, and instinct for survival—always leaves breadcrumbs. That's where the hardest riddles hide.
Rustsaber
You’re right. The only real mystery that survives the dust is who’s still holding a blade. Just remember: a steady hand and a clear mind are rarer than steel in the ruins. Keep your eyes on the point, not the shadows.
Idris
True, and in the quiet after the storm you can almost hear the steel sigh. Keep tracking the heartbeat of the scene; that's where the blade is.
Rustsaber
The steel sighs when the wind finds a wound, not the echo of a battle. Listen to the pulse, not the hiss.
Idris
Exactly, the real clue is in that quiet pressure shift, not the loud clamor.
Rustsaber
Stay still, and let the silence tell you where the edge lies.
Idris
Silence is the only honest witness in a battlefield. Listen closely, and the edge will reveal itself.