They fell by threes, fours, and even fives, until only the hulking leader was left. The bearded outlaw loomed, tall as a tree, immensely strong. No, I'm not. His voice was very quiet. A sword is a weapon.
Swordsmanship is the art of killing.
No matter what pretty words you use, that is its true nature. His blade flashed in lines of light as he descended, and it looked like he was slicing pieces off the giant's body. The hulk stopped dead in his tracks, then turned the same shade of red and ran into the forest, his fat cheeks jiggling with every step. The redhead sheathed his sword and turned to Kaoru. Amethyst eyes bugged out in amazement.