"Hmmm I'd also give it a go for a spar, but I kind of don't really feel like it at the moment~" Wylde stated with a whistle. She really didn't feel like fighting right now. Mostly because of her cut hair... She used to have short hair like this back in the military and frankly her body remembered it too. When used to fighting to the extend she was in order to advance her skills, one gets to pay more and more attention to every little detail. Now with her hair gone she actually felt lighter... not by much, but still enough." Yeah as I am for a day or two more, I may not be able to hold my hand even in sparring." She added." I brought out things of myself to face Beatrix... part of me that cannot hold back."

 "Staff...pole... gloves...sword...rapier...lance...hammer...fork...umbrella!" Wylde stated in grand manner turning to Ritsu." Every one of those is a deadly weapon at the hands of one who's trained in it. I've seen people kill with toothpick as if it was a great blade and I've seen the greatest of poems be written in the most beautiful of handwriting with the tip of a sword. Do not underestimate any weapon. Otherwise you may suffer the results for your arrogance."