Watch and learn!

Mother, you always ask me about the future, but I want to know about your life so far.

Sword troubles, eh? Leave it to me!

Owain needs no aid!

At last, this day has come. Have at thee, Father! Watch your son rise to glory!

I could have stayed home!

Poetry, huh? Hmm... Yeah, actually, I could see that! Owain the Wordsmith! It's got a ring to it, eh?

..I leap into the center of the enemy formation, blade drawn, and spin!

My sword hand twitches.

Blood...boiling...from this heat... Can't...control...sword hand...

Father, that scar is huge! It's amazing! ...Er, I mean, are you all right?

Dual...STRIKE!

Father, no! You never left me! I never felt alone—not once! You and Mother were always with me because you were WITHIN me!

URAAAAAAH!

My sword hand! I cannot control it! I...I need your help!

Give Mom's gold back! What a rotten thing to... Er, I mean... Repent, foul takers of my mother's beloved and shiny fortunes!

Aw, come on. You can tell me. I'm in the Justice Cabal!

I noticed you've inscribed names on your weapons—very dignified.

You look lovely. Your eyes twinkle like earthly stars.

AUGH, STOP! Don't even TALK about a weapon named after me breaking! Look, I'll protect you, okay? I promise. Now just, PLEASE stop!