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I do not wield the greatsword for spectacle. I wield it because it is honest.

A shield is a promise of safety. A sword and shield together whisper of balance, of defense and offense in harmony. But harmony is a lie on the battlefield. There is no balance in war—only momentum. The greatsword is momentum incarnate. It does not wait. It does not ask. It demands.

The Lie of the Shield

A shield offers comfort. It whispers of safety, of balance, of a fight prolonged. But I have no interest in prolonging anything. I do not block—I reposition. I do not endure—I conclude. The shield is a pact with fear. The greatsword is a pact with finality.

The Eldritch Philosophy of Control

As an Eldritch Knight, I do not separate blade and spell. I cast with one hand and cleave with the other. The greatsword is not a hindrance—it is a conduit. When I cast booming blade, the arc of steel becomes a sigil. When I channel fire, the blade becomes a sermon. I do not need a shield to protect me while I cast. I need space—and the greatsword gives me dominion over space.

Mechanics of Momentum

The greatsword deals 2d6 damage, offering consistency and brutality. With the Great Weapon Fighting style, I reroll low damage dice, ensuring that even my weakest strikes carry weight. Combined with War Magic, Green-Flame Blade, or Shadow Blade, the greatsword becomes a spell focus that bites. I sacrifice AC, yes—but I gain reach, control, and the ability to cleave through illusions and flesh alike.

The Psychology of the Blade

A sword and shield ask you to survive. A greatsword asks you to decide. It is not a tool—it is a philosophy. It is the belief that power, when wielded with precision and restraint, can silence chaos. I have etched sigils into its spine—not for power, but for memory. The sword remembers what I cannot.

I Do Not Defend. I End.

I do not wield the greatsword for spectacle. I wield it because it is honest. It does not wait. It does not ask. It demands. I do not block. I end.

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