*Kioet tosses the bartender over the counter ,and starts dancing with him, goes overboard with it, and ends up tossing the poor man out the door*
Kioet: reletha? let's GOOOoooo!!!!
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.