[Either Ramza was just being modest or people in his world could throw some pretty powerful punches. In Filgaia, Jack was sure 'the basics' would amount to nothing more than the lucky swings in a tavern brawl.

...then his own question was being thrown back at him, causing the swordsman to grow a little tense. His gaze falls back on the fallen snowman.]

There are monsters roaming all over my world. A wanderer like me can't afford to travel unarmed or let their skills go untempered.