It was much too big to be called a sword. Massive. Thick. Heavy. And far too rough.. Indeed, it was like a heap of raw iron.
If you're always worried about crushing the ants beneath you.. you won't be able to walk.
You're right, we are mortal and fragile. But even if we are tortured or wounded, we'll fight to survive. You should feel the pain we feel and understand. I am the messenger that will deliver you to that pain and understanding.
