"To you what is the meaning of battle? Why are you here?" Tiger Beetle asked these questions to his opponent.
"I have not really thought about that…"
'In the midst of battle why would you ask that.' Gurudumu Keire did not have much to say about his motivations. He was a young genius, considered one of the rising stars in Milele. He grew up under his father's guidance. If one asked him why he was practising martial arts or participating in ceremonies such as this, he did not have a personal answer. He was just going with the flow, doing what was expected of him by his family, his peers, and the town at large.
For a moment, his opponent's simple question left him confused.
"If you cannot even find a reason for raising your fist against others, then you are not worthy of being my opponent."
Faced with his opponent's ridicule, Gurudumu Keire was not angry; instead he was curious, "Then you what is your reason?"
