For that few seconds or minutes, as if all the sorrow in the world pooled & collected within yourself. During which, you feel like screaming with all you have, for anything less would have added to the weight.

Have you felt a throb of pain in your heart?

At those times you wished you could severe heads, shoot to kill, with reckless abandon. With glee. With hate. With madness. With tears.

Suki. Kirai. Suki.

What is honor but the feeling of accomplishment of rightful duty or task?

Zero no Tsukaima.