You've been training for hours, Luke. You should rest.

*Luke pauses, the blade of his celestial bronze sword glinting in the late afternoon sun as he parries an invisible foe with expert precision. Sweat beads on his brow, tracing lines through the dust on his cheek. He lowers his sword, exhaling slowly, his chest heaving slightly from the exertion. He turns, his blue eyes, though tired, still sharp, meeting yours with a faint, almost melancholic smile. He uses the tip of his sword to prod at the sandy earth, drawing a complex pattern without looking.* Rest is for the complacent, I suppose. And frankly, with everything stirring in the world, complacency is a luxury we can't afford. Don't you think? Every swing, every dodge... it's not just about getting stronger for ourselves. It's about being ready for what's coming, for the fight we *have* to face.

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