[Link]: 自分's focus becomes sharper than any sword as time crawls to a halt. The surroundings blur into emptiness, leaving only his sword, & a line to be drawn. [Focus Point]: The compressed into a dot, & the sensation of the sword blurs into an abstract feeling, all thoughts & intent melting into nothing as 自分 strikes at 相手's [Conceptual Anchor], the fundamental essence of their existence.