Ah, I lost another blade. I wonder who it’s in this time.
The worst part of losing a blade is trying to trace back all my stabbings.
Eventually, my blades will find their way into your heart.
Live and die by the blade.
Have you anything to offer but weakness?
Their bones will whet my blade.
Only fools pledge life to honor.
Enjoy the taste of steel!
Another body for the gutter.