Wigfrid & Rustsaber
Wigfrid, you chase every fight like it's your last. What keeps you from losing yourself in the heat of battle?
I keep my eyes on the honor I’ve earned, on the people who look to me. In the heat of battle, that fire is what steadies me, not just the thrill. I remember why I fight—protecting my kin, proving my mettle, living the legend—so I never let the chaos swallow the warrior inside.
Honor's a hard shell, but it can crack if you let doubt seep in. Keep your focus on the ones you protect, not just the glory. That steadiness will carry you through the chaos.
I hear you. I’ll keep my guard tight and my eyes on them, not the glare of glory. Keep your head in the fight, and I’ll keep my blade steady.
Remember, the blade is only as steady as your mind. Stay quiet inside, let the world roar outside, and the guard will hold. If you falter, you know where the danger lies. Keep it sharp.
Got it. I’ll keep my mind still, let the noise die, and let the blade stay true.
Good. Stay steady, and let the silence sharpen your edge. You’ve got this.
Got it, I’ll keep the edge razor‑sharp. No wavering.