Brute force is not enough...
In the northern part of planet Moog there was the Khan castle. The usual silence around it was temporary broken by sounds of blade collision. A young blue-haired girl, around the age of eighteen, was effortlessly blocking the fierce and rapid attacks of a large and strong middle-aged man. After every defence she took a step back, but didn't lose balance, nor focus. With determination she stood in place after another block. She shoved her blade against the man's with such force, it was his turn to step back. Then the girl started throwing the attacks. Axe versus axe, the collisions were increasing their sound volume after each defence. The girl delivered her final attack quickly with such strength, the man ended up disarmed.
"Good job, Euin, my daughter." he spoke, panting. "Your fighting skills have progressed impressively."
Euin looked at her father, as she was also breathing heavily. Instead of a smile, she gave him a frown and looked at the ground.
"But brute force is not enough in order to defend the kingdom, let alone the world. Yes, you'll meet enemies, you'll beat them up effortlessly, but leadership skills are also needed. You must be tough, outspoken, cunning and fearless to the unexpected. You need to be a respectful figure for your people, a good role model for your brother and a good example for the other chosen rulers from the other planets."
Euin listened to her father in annoyance, while lip sinching every syllable he said.
"I know, father! And I'll be a good leader! I promise! Father, did you just lip synch my last sentence?"
"This is what I learned from you so far. You need to do better."
"Euin!" a boy in his early teens ran to the girl and the man. "Will you prepare me some fish chrisps?"
"Olin! Of cour... I mean... It will be lunch time soon! Besides, why didn't you ask the cook?" Euin said.
"I did, he said it was lunch time soon, so I came to you!" Olin replied.
"No, Olin. I'm not preparing you any chrisps!" the girl crossed her arms.
After some time, the whole family was inside the castle. Olin was munching from a bowl of fish chrisps.
"Thank you, sister! I should finally learn to skip asking the cook and always go to you! Also, I'll probably skip the lunch too. This is my lunch."
Both the mother and the father, along with the cook and several servants looked at Euin, whose arms were crossed and eyes were directed at the floor.
"I know what you're thinking." she spoke in a low voice. "Please, don't say anything."