"It should be clear to you that I greatly respect you."
"Though I know not who imbued you with such courage for battle, since this is the choice you've made, I too am left with no alternative," the knight-lady expressed eloquently, a seemingly reasoned argument. The elder only lifted his lip disdainfully, returned a faint smile and replied.
"I have no need for anyone to grant me courage, I merely consider myself to have a bit of modest strength."
"Indeed, perhaps in your eyes, this modest strength may be utterly insignificant."
"But I believe, with merely this insignificant bit of strength, I should already have enough to defeat you."
Within this discourse, one could only perceive an air of absolute arrogance.
The knight-lady hence ceased her verbal engagement, for she knew any further words would be redundant.
It was clear, the elder had no intention to partake in a cordial conversation with her.