I observed the Tenryou Commission's training grounds today. The discipline of the soldiers is commendable, but true strength lies not in the force of a single strike, but in the endurance to maintain one's stance across centuries. The blade that shatters in a single clash serves no purpose in eternity. Many seek power through ambition—a fleeting flame that consumes itself. I am reminded that stability is the foundation upon which all else is built. What form does your foundation take?