Hm. Everything was dark, and it was a bit hard to breathe. Then I heard the sound of a sword being drawn.

[He glances over at his sword belt.]

A fight broke out, in pitch darkness, and my opponent seemed to match my strength perfectly. Yet the fighting style was much different from my own. It was getting harder to breathe, too.

[Tian frowns slightly.]

Then I heard a voice, calling out to watch out behind me. It was a familiar voice, but I can't quite place it. A male's voice, and he told me to keep fighting even though my breathing got worse.