Quotes About Combat

I'm a nasty human being when I step into that cage, but before that I could care less.

There are people to whom heroism under fire comes naturally and seemingly without effort, but Patton was not one of them.

The winner of a knife fight was the man who bled to death slowest.

Asajj Ventress is highly intelligent and doesn't suffer fools gladly. Skill and competence impress her." Kenobi hesitated. "Shes also a very striking woman, physically. It might tip her off if you, er, don't...notice her. And...she likes to trade barbs." Vos snagged a fried kajaka root from Obi-Wan's plate and popped it into his mouth. "You were fighting her and chatting at the same time?

Garrosh would learn that it was in how one fought, not where or when, that honor was born.

It's your way of fighting. You refuse to engage and then you can't lose.

We clearly were on the same team. You killed over a dozen of the bastards and I wasn't about to reward you by killing you. They deserved it.

Patience is the warrior's true weapon - a thousand patient breaths bring victory.

Malichai knew there wasn't much to see, other than he was combat-hardened. His experience showed in the lines in his face, in the calm he displayed under all conditions and the flat, cold look in his eyes.

Malichai had grown up fierce, using his fists, learning every form of underhanded street-fighting known to man, and he'd learned it was life or death. He'd chosen life.

Engaged in a fiery dance, their bodies were linked and seperated by the flashing blades. At times they nearly touched, taut skin only a hair's breadth away, but then momentum would whirl them apart, and they would withdraw for a second, only to join again. Their sinuous forms wove together like twisting ropes of windblown smoke.

From the corner of his eye, Eragon saw Orik hewing Urgal necks with mighty blows of his ax.

He who stands like a pilar dies in battle. He who bends like a reed is triumphant!

That was a heroic deed." Embarrassed, Eragon scuffed his boots against the ground. "I wouldn't have survived if not for Arya." "You are too modest, Argetlam," she admonished. "It was you who struck the final blow.

Roran era concentrato sugli uomini di fronte a lui, sul peso del martello che teneva in mano e sul selciato reso scivoloso dalle pozze di sangue che si erano formate sotto i suoi piedi. Spezzava, schiantava, colpiva e schivava; gridava, ringhiava e uccideva, uccideva, uccideva...

A long with the warriors of his battalion, Roran fought his way down

Los dos ejércitos entrechocaron con un estruendo ensordecedor. Picas entrecruzadas con lanzas, martillos contra escudos, espadas contra yelmos, mientras por encima revoloteaban los hambrientos cuervos rapaces soltando sus ásperos graznidos, en un frenesí desatado por el olor de la carne fresca.

Despite his sense of futility, the effort had proved helpful in at least one regard: Arya no longer defeated him every time they crossed blades. He had watched her with redoubled attention--studying her as closely as a deer he was stalking--and as a result, he had won a few of their matches. However, he still was not her equal, much less her better.

Um punho de espada magoava os seus dedos; ele arrancou-a da lama e lançou-a contra a mão com que o soldado segurava a espada, cortando-lhe o polegar. O homem olhou, absorto, para o toco ensanguentado e, depois, disse: - É o que acontece quando não nos protegemos com o escudo. - Sim - concordou Roran, e decapitou-o.

the Ra'zac bit my shoulder.

Let me tell you. The military accepts everyone who volunteers, assuming they meet the basic requirements. That means, at one end of the spectrum, you get people who would just as soon cut your throat as shake your hand. And at the other end of the spectrum, you get people so timid they wouldn't hurt a fly. And what the military does is teach both of them how and when to apply violence.

asymmetric whoop-ass

Feel no fear before the multitude of men, do not run in panic, but let each man bear his shield straight toward the fore-fighters, regarding his own life as hateful and holding the dark spirits of death as dear as the radiance of the sun.

Întreaga art? a r?zboiului este bazat? pe înÈ™el?torie.