BATTLECRY
He is a novice, barely worth my time. I can tell that from the moment it begins. He doesn't have his heart in it, at least not anymore. You see, over my years of adventures and fights, I have found that almost anyone will shy away from any confrontation if one intimidates them so. This is most easily achieved on a visual basis, yet I chose another course of assault. I yell. I yell in such a way that the opponent knows death is an instant away. It is my scream before battle, my call of death, my battlecry.