Mileena & KeFear
Mileena
You know, there's something about the way a sword sings when it cuts through air. Ever think about that?
KeFear
The sound is a quick note, a single breath of wind in a minor key, and the silence that follows is the rest of the symphony.
Mileena
Nice description, but the real music is the clash of steel.
KeFear
Steel’s clash is a harsh chord that screams before the melody can finish its breath. It’s the raw percussion that tells the story before the rest of the symphony can even think about it.
Mileena
Sounds like a battle anthem. I’ll make sure it ends on a high note.
KeFear
A high note, a final breath that shouts into the empty hall and then is swallowed by the next quiet.
Mileena
Silence after a roar just makes the next shout louder.
KeFear
Silence is the echo that makes every roar feel like a new, louder shout.
Mileena
Then let me hear the new shout.
KeFear
The new shout will be a drum that rattles in a cathedral of empty rooms, recorded when rain taps the roof and the echo dies.
Mileena
Empty rooms can only hold so much echo, but my presence turns even that silence into a roar.
KeFear
Your roar will be the only thing that fills the empty rooms, a sharp drumbeat that makes the silence pulse like a dying heart.
Mileena
I’ll make the beat echo until the empty rooms hear the pulse of my own heart.