槍先の動きが更に鋭さを増していく。私は知っていた。幾度槍を弾き、肩当てや鎧を掠める斬撃を放とうと、その目をした者は決して屈することはないと。

「誰が相手であろうと、私も為してみせよう。父に託されたのだから」

戦場で咲いた鮮烈なその花は、戦場に根を下ろした私の心に怒りではなく、ひとときの爽やかな風を注ぎ込んだのだ。
（テレサの穏やかな胸中）

The tip of the spear flashed, moving more nimbly still. No matter how many times you strike with the spear, no matter how close a graze to their their shoulder pad or armor may be, once they've met your eyes, they will never give up. This I've learned. "No matter who my opponent is, I will see the battle through to the end. Because that is the task my father entrusted to me." The vivid flower that bloomed on the battlefield that day sent not anger, but a momentary fresh breeze across my heart. For I too had taken root. (Theresa's serene heart)