[ She’s good. An entire level apart from stage fighting! Hibiki finds her breath coming short and her palm slick against her hilt. If she doesn’t attempt some master stroke soon, she might... ]

You are splendid! [ A practice sword hitting Hibiki’s shouldn’t make an exciting clang sound, but even when pushed to actually exert herself, she is never one to ignore dramatic touches. An auditory illusion is unconsciously provided. ] One of your caliber can surely bring radiance to the Far Shore! So -

[ Her cutglasses begin sliding down the bridge of her nose. Hibiki forces herself to ignore this. ] I’ll have you rescind your statement!

[ With her next great attack! That she is sure to think of soon, and that will not be impeded by the slow continual descent of the cutglasses.... ]