Sen quickly resheathed his katana, deciding to use his fists and crystals instead of deadly slashes. He speedily approached Attica, grabbing her by the wrist and spinning around, lifting her and slamming her down into the water, his holy crystal armor pressing against her skin hard with his grip, the crumbled part of his armor quickly reforming. "A strike for another. I wish not to harm you, nor anybody else. Tell me what you yearn for, and the holiness of light and good will guide you to it."