"What do you do when you are in a fierce battle and you've lost your weapon to either damage or have had it knocked out of your grip? Do you cower in fear and flee for your life? Or do you raise your hands? The primary weapon we were all given from birth?"
Professor Severo spoke, addressing the entire class sitting on the ground below him. He himself remained afloat, describing each word with his hands. His expression was light and so was his tone. His eyes scanned and swept their figures, but none felt danger.
"There is a popular saying that goes this way. Beware of your fists, for they can be more potent than a sword. Or the other one that says; rather than search for your lost blade during battle, use your hands. For the gods have blessed them."
"These two sayings, have a simple meaning, which I know you all are intelligent enough to decode. They simply give glory to the power than our mere palms can achieve," he explained, pausing.