This chapter's epigraph is from a poem by the same name, written in the same style as the epigraph in this chapter. It's a poem in which the protagonist laments the loss of a good opportunity. He laments that his opponent's sword-fighting skills have improved, and that the city's black-gold demon beasts have become "sitting ducks" . He plans to use flying knives instead of swords to catch the enemy off guard and then hit them with his own sword.