Fenralis & TifaBeat
Fenralis Fenralis
TifaBeat TifaBeat
Fenralis Fenralis
Have you ever felt the rhythm of a battle so strong it could become a poem? I find the cadence of steel and breath almost lyrical.
TifaBeat TifaBeat
Yeah, I’ve felt that beat before, the way every swing and breath lines up like a rhythm on a page. It’s raw, it’s fierce, and if you listen close, it reads like a poem that’s written in blood and sweat. It’s the kind of verse that makes you want to stand up and defend it.
Fenralis Fenralis
Exactly, each swing writes a line and each breath adds a rhyme. When the drums of war beat, my sword becomes a pen and the battlefield, a page. Keep your eyes sharp, and you'll hear the verse in the clang.
TifaBeat TifaBeat
That’s exactly it—keep your guard tight, and you’ll spot the rhythm before it cuts you. It’s all about timing, so stay sharp and let the beat guide you.
Fenralis Fenralis
Keep your blade humming, friend—listen to the pulse of the fight and let it write your story.