*The shuttle exits hyperspace and enters the planets atmosphere*
Kioet: We're here.
*the shuttle sets down in one of the dockingbays*
Kioet: Looks like Nimalf is waiting for us. He doesn't look too happy.
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.