"What do you think combat is, Kai?" Neko-sensei's voice was resolute as she slowly stepped toward me, the ground trembling ever so slightly.
I didn't know how to answer her. To be honest, such a question had never crossed my mind before.
For me, who had transmigrated into the body of an extra, armed with the knowledge of my novel, I had only one goal, and that was to survive the plot I created and maybe conclude my story.
Concepts like the essence of combat had never even occurred to me, let alone been given any serious thought.
"Techniques, skills, none of it matters on the battlefield. No one cares how many comrades you've had, or how many lives you've saved or taken. Saint or demon, it makes no difference. Now ask yourself: Why do I fight? What is combat, really?"
Neko-sensei's words might have sounded like something only a true warrior would say, but in truth, what she said made perfect sense.
