Claymore & Sova
Claymore Claymore
Sova Sova
Sova Sova
Did you ever notice how the moon watches battles from the shadows? I think it has its own quiet strategy.
Claymore Claymore
Yeah, the moon's all pretty and stuff, but I’m too busy carving a path to care about its strategy. It’s got nothing on the real battlefield.
Sova Sova
Sure, you’re carving your own path, but remember even a shadow knows when to step aside for the sun. Your battlefield can still use a quiet guide from the night.
Claymore Claymore
Sure, I’ll take that moon’s advice, but I’m the one drawing the line. The night can keep its quiet watch if it wants, just don't expect me to hand it over.
Sova Sova
I see you’re the one marking the edges, so let the shadows simply trace around them. The night can still whisper, but it won’t cross your line.
Claymore Claymore
Fine, let the shadows dance around my line, but don’t count on me to let them slip through. I’m the one drawing the borders.
Sova Sova
Got it—your borders stay firm, and the shadows just ripple beside them, waiting for the next quiet shift.
Claymore Claymore
Got it, but I don’t need the shadows to whisper. I’ll stay sharp and move when it’s time.