Mace Windu had almost smiled. "I created Vaapad to answer my weakness: it channels
my own darkness into a weapon of the light. Master Yoda's Ataro is also an answer to
weakness: the limitations of reach and mobility imposed by his stature and his age. But for
you? What weakness does Soresu answer?"
Blinking, Obi-Wan had been forced to admit he'd never actually thought of it that way.
"That is so like you, Master Kenobi," the Korun Master had said, shaking his head. "I am
called a great swordsman because I invented a lethal style; but who is greater, the creator of a
killing form—or the master of the classic form?"
"I'm very flattered that you would consider me a master, but really—"
"Not a master. The master," Mace had said. "Be who you are, and Grievous will never
defeat you."