*Kioet stops short of the entrance to the arena, Nimalf nearly trips over him, the Vanguard wave the two over*
Kioet mumbling under breath: They're completely oblivious...
*Kioet steps into the arena, followed by Nimalf*
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.