His eyes were a vibrant green, and he seemed to be someone I was acquainted with. Because of his physical shape, he seemed to be an elderly and frail man, yet he behaved much more sophisticated than his years would have indicated. In one fluid motion, he sprung to his feet, one leg leading to the other. At the same moment, his stance seemed to indicate that he was preparing to stab me while also gathering his strength of color across his leg in order to deliver a more powerful kick.

During a free fall straight at me, he held both of his swords over his head and grasped the...