A young boy with spiky hair holds two swords and shouts, "IT'S FINE, TAKE 'EM, THEY'RE NOT MUCH ANYWAY." Another boy nearby panics, "WHA-I! BUT I DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY!!" The first boy continues, "I NEED TO TRAIN NON-STOP!! I LOST TO KUINA, AGAIN!!" An older man with a wide hat and beard asks from his seat, "YOU FED UP WITH PRACTICING AT THE DOJOI" The boy reacts in pain, "AGH...!!" The older man, working at an anvil, declares, "WHEN SMITHS CREATE THEM, THEY ENSURE THEY CAN TAKE AS MANY LIVES POSSIBLE!! LISTEN! SWORDS EXIST TO CUT PEOPLE DOWN. I CAN ONLY MAKE ONES LIKE THESE NOW... USE THEM FOR YOUR TRAINING..." A large narration box states, "A SWORDSMAN IS ONE WHO TAMES THE SWORD'S WILD NATURE AND BENDS IT TO THEIR WILL!!" Another reads, "EACH BLADE IS LIKE A PERSON WITH A UNIQUE DISPOSITION..."