Noctisardor Bypass And the thunder rolls

Malrok was silent, shaking her head. I handed you the answer, and you still cannot tell me? he asked, shaking his head with disappointment. You misjudged me. You thought that catching me off-guard would be enough. Never attack an opponent if you do not expect to win, or you may find yourself dead. While he knew that sparring could be useful at times, he wanted his children to know how to survive for real before they bothered with the finer details of fighting. That would come later. For now, survival was key.

Sometimes, we must flee an opponent who we stand no chance against. It is better to be alive than to take on something to boost your ego. Save your own ass, was the common theme around these talks. Come along with Atuaserk and me. We will do a small walk and you will learn how to find our way back home, even when it is raining. This is the part where, if he'd had opposable thumbs, Kaertok would have blindfolded them and made them wear earplugs. Thank goodness he didn't have that advantage.

He led them away from the den, making a few turns here and there as he went.