"As we are both out here," said Lios, why not make a contest of it? You acquire the tools and deliver them to the base of the stairs and I attempt to intercept with my sword. I imagine the reason for this challenge was for me to emulate Musashi, which -" her lips pursed self-critically. "I am passable at."

Passable. Passable at everything. Lios' success was built on her adaptability and broad range of talents - mobility, strength, durability, she was just a bundle of good numbers but without any standout area of mastery or unique capability. It was clearly not how she wanted to fight, she didn't like being a generalist - it was a role she was forced into because she simply could never beat Musashi with a blade.

"I will, of course, place your package either way," she said. "But were there any other stakes you would like to compete for?"