[Doudanuki was right-- it was a skill that was perfectly suited for a tactician to manipulate the grand scale of the battlefield. Barrages of arrows or enemy beasts could be deflected and returned to the enemy. Blocks intended for use in a trebuchet could be reconstructed into a holding fortress to entrap enemy soldiers.

Mountains could be dropped from the sky itself.

But, for single combat? His skill was sorely lacking.]

Like I already told you, [he said patiently, not even batting an eye at the sight of blood. After witnessing beheaded women and children left in the open to make a statement to the enemy, hardly anything makes much of a difference any longer.] It's not practical for me to enter the battlefield like this. I'm a tactician, not a brawler.

Also, I'm hopeless with a blade. The tutors that were brought in to teach my brothers and I gave up even trying.