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There was no way out. Only fools left anything to chance.
"Where did the girl go? How drunk am I?"
Yuu giggled. "Really? The gods choose their emperor by way of a scavenger hunt."
Focus on the lessons.
"We at Tsin Xao's… ah fuck it. Drink up, we're closing."
Every lost item carries a history."
The true strength the monks of Ban Ping had held back, refusing to let the world see. This was an army of martial artists.
May the stars shine favourably upon your mangled corpse.
Humans suffering under the rule of foolish gods.
"You are mad, girl. You might as well walk around with a sign that says Kill me for a free artefact."
Focus on the lessons.
She was done with war. It had only ever led her to misery.
The Art of War should always be aware of her surroundings. You have seen the layout, girl. You know it. So, remember it.
This was not how she wanted to die.
The Art of War should always be in control. Her grandmother's words.
"Do the Cochtans even want anything?" Yuu mused. "Or is war just in their nature?"
The Art of War should speak eloquently, never in a hurry, certain that everything, no matter how unexpected, is according to plan.
Would he drag her back to war? Would she be able to say no to him?
But the old woman was dead, so what the hell did it matter what she thought?
You resist control, yet offer fealty so readily. You hate injustice, yet heap it upon one another. You do not obey, but you ask us for guidance. The tianjun cannot control mortals, cannot force you to obey, but the tianjun sets policy.
She couldn't stop the tears. How could someone do that to a loved one? How could someone hurt their own family like that? But of course, she knew. She knew all too well. Focus on the lessons and not the pain.
Focus on the lessons. Focus on the lessons.
Focus on the lessons. The pain is nothing but a tool to remember.
"I tried peace and it led to war. So why not embrace it?"
Yuu cocked an eyebrow at the old crone. "You want me to bow to you every time you appear?" "Yes," Natsuko said firmly.
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