Hmph. Did you wish to witness the art performed in a training room?
HP | 76.0 + (2.6*lvl) |
DEF |
Trigger | Dialogue |
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Identity Acquisition | Hmph. Did you wish to witness the art performed in a training room? |
Morning Greeting | It's getting loud outside... They must be making a ruckus preparing breakfast again. Hmph, no delicious meal can possibly be better than a good training session. |
Afternoon Greeting | It's already midday...? I.D.C. Don't call me unless it's for work. I don't intend to leave this room unless it's for a job. |
Evening Greeting | There are no particular conditions for sleeping and waking. Humans sleep when tired and wake up when no longer tired. It doesn't matter where one goes to sleep. Besides, sleeping against this training dummy is more comfortable than you'd expect. Heh. |
Chatter #1 | Warmth. Kinship. They're the 'core values' of Liu... Hah. Sure, of course. But the only core value of Liu that I've come to know is that it scorches and burns. That's all there is to it. |
Chatter #2 | The flame is powerful, impressive... but it also carries frailty and fragility. The only way to keep the fire burning is to feed it firewood ceaselessly. And that 'firewood' is endless training. |
Chatter #3 | Burn marks are like enhancement tattoos; it hurts like hell when drawing them, and they paint parts of your skin in different colors. ... And the more of your skin is covered with them... the stronger you get. |
Post-Uptie Chat 1 | Hah! I can't believe they're more fragile even than a training dummy. It almost feels wasteful to spark my flames against them. ... Hm, though I suppose it can be quite entertaining to watch their distorting shapes as the fire burns them alive. |
Post-Uptie Chat 2 | C.S... then P.S. This flesh-burning, penetrating strike is the perfect finisher to this series of breakneck-speed consecutive strikes. Consider it a glass of wine to a plate of perfectly grilled steak. |
Idle | Hm. What, need some fire? |
Uptying | Section Director... Thought she was a useless loudmouth, but she taught me this particularly useful skill. Heh, I could use this as a finisher. |
Deployment | Is this a job? Then I'll be there. |
Stage Entry | Moving dummies... this could be interesting. |
Viewed in Battle | Scram. I'm trying to focus. |
Commencing Attack | First Form! |
Enemy Stagger | Get up. A wooden dummy stands taller than you do. |
Staggered | Tsk...! |
Enemy Killed | Tsk, already broken. How useless. |
Death | Haah... These... moving dummies must've been... insufficient training material. |
Check Passed | What a waste of time. |
Check Failed | That is what you get for wasting my time. |
Victory Cry | It is done. Well, I see that facing moving targets can sometimes be entertaining. It's just disappointing that I saw this outcome from a mile away. |
Extra Conditions Fulfilled | They couldn't even measure up to training dummies... This victory was so overwhelming that it was practically dull. I'm going back to training. |
Defeat Wail | We... lost...? N.W. No way we lost to these fleshy dummies. My training routine cannot possibly be wrong...! |
Flame Spread
When this unit defeats an enemy with <<((Combustion))Burn>>, apply 4 <<((Combustion))Burn>> to 1 random enemy with no <<((Combustion))Burn>> or with the least <<((Combustion))Burn>> Potency. (Once per turn)
- In Focused Encounters, to 1 random Part
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All-out War
All-out War
All-out War
All-out War
Fiery Knifehand
Fiery Knifehand
Fiery Knifehand
Fiery Knifehand
Flame Cleave
Flame Cleave
Liu Association's crest is a spark of flame.
Most ignorant laymen believe that it symbolizes the shape of flames bursting forth from our fists and feet...
But they're wrong.
The flames are but byproducts of the weapons crafted and supplied to us by workshops. They're hardly fit to represent the true spirit of Liu.
The core value of Liu that I've learned through my time here is that we scorch and burn everything to ashes.
That we should always be ready to burn even our hearts and bodies like the very flames. That is how I've come to understand it.
Most Fixers are always looking for all kinds of ways to gain power.
Minor augmentation procedures, unsightly and pointless enhancement tattoos... pouring every bit of Ahn they make into those useless things just to survive in the City.
How pointless of an endeavor it is. Such things are not the factors deciding who lives and who dies in a battle.
Augmented body in lieu of the experienced mind to properly use them is no different from an automated training dummy.
In other words... experience built up through endless training is an augmentation unique only to yourself, something that cannot be bought simply by shelling out money.
... Of course, expensive weaponry and a augmented body would certainly aid me in my quest for strength.
But I don't like having everything handed to me on a silver platter like that.
Doesn't the idea of martial arts and experience honed to their extremes, to the point of becoming weapons on their own, set your heart on fire?
To train is to carve the shape of my strength, to endlessly feed the flames of self-improvement.
And...
... sometimes, I get the chance to taste the fruits of my labor. To prove to myself that it has been worth it.
Flame burns from my fist. What a sensual production this is.
But it's nothing but garnish, a side dish, or seasoning supplementing the main dish.
What I truly appreciate is how much deeper my knife-hand penetrates my foes.
How much more powerful the speed and weight behind my strikes have become.
I measure them by fighting these moving flesh dummies.
And I begin to understand, that...
My fiery blaze of training burns still.
And that it's burning up every 'training dummy' that dares to get anywhere near me without preparation.
I've heard some refer to the Liu Association as nothing more than a 'big group of foodies'...
Haah... if I'm being honest, I abhor even being mentioned in the same breath as those fools.
Don't talk about me like I'm one of them. While they were wasting their weekends away on their 'gastro-adventures', I studied and honed myself.