"Arc, are you truly only helping me because you want our fight to be enjoyable?" Gravis asked, looking at the horizon.
"Why not?" Arc asked. "It would be boring otherwise."
Silence.
"Arc, are you not afraid of death?" Gravis asked.
"Death, huh?" Arc repeated with a distracted voice.
"Death is a distant concept for me, Gravis. I see death all around me, but I never felt like the concept had anything to do with me. It's like watching an animal. I'm not an animal, yet I know a lot about the animal."
"So, while I do know that death might even come for me, I don't feel like it will."
Silence.
"Isn't that how nearly everyone thinks?" Gravis asks.
"I guess so," Arc said with a slight chuckle. "Anyway, isn't it normal to temper yourself on your path to power? I haven't tempered myself in a really long time. What makes our fight any different from normal tempering?"
