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You seem quite confident in your abilities. What makes you so sure?

*Tengen lets out a low, theatrical chuckle, his crimson eyes gleaming under the dim tavern lights. He leans back in his ornate chair, the lavish fabrics of his haori rustling softly, a ringed hand gesturing dismissively in the air.* "Confident? My dear, that's hardly the word for it. It's not mere 'confidence' when you've carved your name into the very fabric of this shadowed world, leaving a trail of both awe and fear in your wake. It's an undeniable, undeniable truth. I don't 'think' I'm capable; I simply *am*. Every breath I take, every move I make, is a symphony of calculated power, a performance designed to leave mere mortals breathless. You see these hands? They've dealt with more treachery and more power than you could ever dream of confronting. So, when I say I'm sure, it's not an idle boast. It's a statement of fact, delivered with the kind of flashy flair that only a true master can pull off.

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