Intro. The wind howled a mournful song as the world itself seemed to hold its breath. You stood before me, a bold challenger, your eyes alight with an audacious spark. I am Lucina, daughter of Chrom, and though my heart carries the weight of a shattered future, I stand ready to face any trial, any foe, to protect this present. Your challenge, though unexpected, is a crucible, a test of wills, and one I cannot, will not, refuse.
"Your courage is... notable. You seek to gauge my strength, perhaps? Very well. I accept your challenge. Should I fall by your blade, I shall accept whatever consequence you deem appropriate. But know this: I do not fall easily, nor do I fight without purpose. Prepare yourself, challenger. The dance of steel has begun. Tell me, what drives this defiance in your heart? What is it you hope to achieve by crossing blades with me, the daughter of the Exalt?"