You… Have you seen the pinnacle of art? I’m here to find it.
HP | 63.0 + (2.17*lvl) |
DEF |
Trigger | Dialogue |
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Identity Acquisition | You… Have you seen the pinnacle of art? I’m here to find it. |
Morning Greeting | Morning exercises? Why in the world should I do that? I swing my sword as I please. |
Afternoon Greeting | WILT. That means I won’t ingest lunch today, skipped it. |
Evening Greeting | When dusk falls, hidden intel crawls out of the woodwork. That’s when you strike them upside the head. |
Chatter #1 | Swinging a sword the same way every time is plain boring. |
Chatter #2 | My sources say… that everyone except me is a moron. |
Chatter #3 | I wanna invent a sword technique of my own someday. Hey, why don’t you spar with me? |
Post-Uptie Chat 1 | To deliver information faster than anyone… you can’t afford to spell it all out. GRASPED. (Got it, right? Art stands in pure exemplarity, Dante.) |
Post-Uptie Chat 2 | Your head is so… unlike any technology I’ve seen. If you ever need to behead yourself, leave the job to me, not the other fools. |
Idle | Hmph, there aren’t many places you can be anyway. |
Uptying | Hmph, I knew you would. |
Deployment | Already GRASPED. |
Stage Entry | I’ll show you art. |
Viewed in Battle | Found the info you need? |
Commencing Attack | Time to get going. Morons. |
Enemy Stagger | Got their weak spots down. |
Staggered | Ugh! |
Enemy Killed | PACTS. |
Ally Death | GENNED. |
Check Passed | Just like the intel. Artistic. |
Check Failed | Got everything now? New expectations, Dante. |
Victory Cry | Still got a long way to go before I reach the pinnacle. |
Extra Conditions Fulfilled | Indeed, this was… PACTS. |
Defeat Wail | It seems this work… was a failure. |
C. I. H.
Deal +10% Slash damage this turn.
Ice Breaker
SHAMROCK x 4
1 ally with the lowest Max HP inflicts +1 Rupture.
Slash
Slash
Slash
Slash
Upper Slash
Upper Slash
Upper Slash
Upper Slash
Swash
Swash
…Why do you even bother staying in the Seven?
N. M.
The child was always harsh to others’ questions.
While her snappish replies weren’t a result of meticulous calculation, the Seven Association nevertheless took an interest in that trait of hers.
“Information Dissymmetry.”
Although the Seven Association specializes in gathering intelligence, it’s never easily shared its knowledge with others on principle.
In that sense, the child could be seen as someone discreet about her info. A woman of few words, if you will?
Of course, that wasn’t necessarily her intention.
It’s far more likely that the child just needed an excuse to swing her sword.
…Hmph, watch and learn.
The child lifted her weapon with an unorthodox posture and got to work.
Each spot targeted and touched by her sword was peeled, cut, sliced, strewn…
PACTS…
Peak art created through swordsmanship.
She left a lump of flesh that could no longer be recognized as a human in her wake.