[Swordmaster]: Reality itself seems to sigh as his sword makes a silent swish w/ each strike, a precision so intense it could cut a single raindrop in half. [Unleash]: Like the unfurling of a peach blossom, 自分 unsheates his blade, momentarily transcending the moment as he strikes 相手 w/o intent, simply engrossed in the act of cutting, making it impossible to predict (Due to the lack of intent).