|PART FOUR: A SWORD IS DRAWN|
Do you think I only do fishing in here, when all of you raise war in the tower for the thousand years? Do you think I am here because of my will when the very place I should have protected turned into a prison?
You are wrong. All of you are wrong.
I can solve many of the problems with only a swing of the sword, but If I left my shackle and walk into the tower again, I very much fear you won't have anything left to fight for. For that reason alone, I can not and will not pick up the sword until the seed I left grows into a tree that can shade you all.
— The First Servant of Maha.
