She nodded her head. "Then you see? You really did win. He wanted so to humble you, but he could not do so fairly. You were the best. You likely still are. His dishonorable actions do not have to be yours. He could not take away your pride. Only you can do that. Continue this path, and it will strip you of everything you were." Her eyes grew sad, and as they did, rain began to fall.

"This path is the path you were forced onto. Make the choice and step from it. Don't let your anger and hatred blot out everything you were, spirit. I see you. Be you. Not what he tried to make you." She said simply. "Time to let go. Go and be happy. Let the bad fade." The warm draft of air flows over the spirit like a warm blanket on a frigid night. It's another comfort.