'When will this madness end ?', thought Won Foolu. As his current enemy fell, he almost allowed himself to rest. Movement caused him to turn and notice a new foe walking towards him. The man walked with confidence, and seem untouched. Won prepared himself for the fight as the man drew his blades. 'When will this madness end? When I finally fall? When Histhel claims these lands as their own? No the Nu Sun Republic would only come back to reclaim it. such is the circle that plagues these lands.' His body ached and he only hoped his new foe's skill were not as good as his last! Quickly he went to Resting Dragon stance.