Kioet: What the-
*Kioet blocks one of the sabers that comes inches from his throat, before teleporting 15 meters into the air and engaging his jetpack, suddenly things start moving in slow motion, and Kioet sees an opening in the center of the four, and fires off a volley of 15 rocket darts from his left and right bracers, while holding the cortosis staff with both hands*
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.