The ones who are good and very difficult to win against often enter full of anger, blustery like a storm that takes everything down. Their skills are developed under fury's tutelage. There is a limit to what this fury can teach. Many masters have met this limit, climbing higher only when they have unsaddled what has brought them this far. This is an uncertain place, and many struggle here, unable to continue without their anger, unable to see a serenity without castration. What often guides them then is their witness to the serenely surgical beatings that they recieve from those more skilled than themselves.