*Kioet spots the 3 dark figures walking slowly towards them*
Kioet: Hey look, more energy for my suit!
*Kioet runs at blinding speed to one of the three figures, aiming the point of his blade at its face*-Kioet: THIS SITH**** IS GOING DOWN THE DRAIN!!!!!!
Battle is a pure form of expression. It is heart and discipline, reduced to movement and motion. In battle, the words are swept away, giving way to actions-- mercy, sacrifice, anger, fear. These are pure moments of expression.