From without, sunlight reflected off the blade as the slash brought on the moon of lost souls, from within.

There was something here that would explain it.

*points to jury, light illuminates a panel of clones of the same person*

See this place, observe it from afar, the solitude of a master well within his craft.

Sword, bow and gun gleam with potential animus.

All there was left to do was watch the horizon.

Do you understand the full nature of your crime?

A finale worthy of an illustrious career. Who gets that?