"Stop being so full of yourself Zadin!"
Zadin gazed at him with such disappointment,rushed in his direction and wrapped his arms around his neck.
"Could you loosen your grip ?"
"A coward like you doesn't deserve authority over me!"—Zadin
"Why are you intimidated by people like me ?"
"Fearful warmongers like you harm innocent lives!"—Zadin
Tears slowly fell from his eyes as he uttered those words,the words seemed to stem from a deep-seated experience in his past.A decade ago,darkness claimed Zadin's parents amidst the eternal struggle,the absence of his father left unfillable void.Without his father's presence,his mother's love became his anchor.But war's cruel fate snatched away his mother,leaving scars forever, orphaned by conflict,his heart bore weight.Unaware,his tears continued to flow,intensifying as memories of his father flooded his mind.
"I won't pry into your past,nor will I ask, but I want you to know that everyone has a different story."—Dano
"Your weakness makes your sympathy meaningless!"— Zadin
"The blind may lack sight,but their movements reveal life;your heart,too,beats with compassion."—Dano
"No justification is needed for my outrage against your kind.Address your concerns openly to those in power;your pretenses are meaningless to fellow cowards."—Zadin
"I'll stop here;continuing would be futile given your unwillingness to listen."
As Dano walked away,Zadin sat down,composing himself.Tumultuous storm of emotions—sorrow,anger,and pain–ravaged his countenance.He cautiously drew his weapon,wiping it clean while contemplating his next strategic moves.His mother's final words continued to resonate in his mind:'Persevere and never yield.He pondered the words:'If only I were stronger,I could have saved you.His soul was perpetually consumed by profound remorse and anguish,shrouded in a deep sorrow.
"I vow to be resilient,for your sake,dear Mother, and never disappoint you."—Zadin
A dazzling light burst forth,accompanied by a wise words: Disciple,exercise restraint.Significant endeavours require patience.Zadin turned toward the source of the enigmatic voice and saw his master, walking toward him.
"Your patience,Master,is a balm to my turbulent soul."—Zadin
"I understand your eagerness,but rushing a desired outcome may compromise it's quality."