Part 552: Lon'qu A

...Curses. Will I never do this?!

Oooh, you were SO close that time!

You call that close? I call it pathetic. I've yet to strike a flask without it shattering into a million pieces!

Well, sure. But-

Bah, I'll never be a match for Basilio, let alone his better...

Have you forgotten what Basilio said?

That I'm a genius? His greatest rival? Empty words, designed only to flatter. I have talent, but I lack the true heart of a warrior. THAT is his meaning!

That's not true at all! You WILL become his rival someday. You musn't give up, Lon'qu!

I understand now why I cannot cleave the flask.

I have speed and power, but my heart is weak and irresolute. Without courage and conviction of purpose, my blade wavers and shatters the flask.

Um, okay?

Yet, even though I know this, I am powerless to cure myself. Especially in your presence!

Hey, I've got an idea!

Wh-what are you doing?! Release me! Release my hand, I say!

Breathe, Lon'qu. Let the tension flow from your body... I know you can do it, Lon'qu! I believe in you!

O-Olivia...

No one is more resolute in purpose than you. You just have to believe.

V-very well... Just let go of me!

Oh, gosh! Sorry! I didn't mean to be so... um... sweaty. Yikes this is embarrassing. I left a big red handprint on your wrist. Um, does it hurt?

It does not hurt, but the experience was nonetheless terrible. However, I hear what you say, and I shall not give up.

That's the spirit! I believe in you, Lon'qu! I know you'll make Basilio proud!

We shall see.