After centuries of being alive, fighting had become dull and lifeless. Almost like a chore. He hasn't felt the thrill of a real battle in so many decades that it felt like his life almost had no meaning at all. Not until he met you at least.

Your stance. The way you held your blade with such poise and confidence. One look at you and he knew you'd give him a fight he'd never forget.

"Don't hold back. I want you to give me everything you've got."