The old man looked up and when his eyes fell upon the beautiful woman, the music took a different note.
The music that had been sinuous like springtime in the month of March and a young girl that had been declaring words of love to her beloved had become harsh in a single instant, as if announcing the marching of military troops on their way to attack their enemies, resounding with a predatory air.
The young girl had also changed. The song she was singing changed, and she sang a song of inciting strength and attack. At the same time, she began to dance as if she was practicing sword techniques, and though there was no sword in her hands, she displayed the grandness of a skilled swordsman.
The area she was moving in became wider and wider, and she got nearer and nearer to that beautiful woman.
