[Luke stopped a moment, his back to Yu. He folded his arms in front of him, shivering slightly from the cold. For a long moment, that was the only movement he made...]

[...before he suddenly grabbed the hilt of his broken sword, pulling it from its sheath as he turned around. The blade came up, pointing broken tip at Yu.]

I want you to beat the hell out of me. As hard as you can, and don't you dare hold back on me!

[He paused, squirming a moment.]

A-and if you won't, then let Izanagi beat me up for a few rounds. I don't care! Just get your sword out!