In one fluid movement, the sword was retracted and once again sheathed, albeit with a sigh. There was something plainly disappointing about a battle without the slightest bit of bloodshed, with only the light singes on her arm showing what had happened. All of that build-up and potential without any satisfying release of the tension. Hopefully, this whole investigation could be over soon so she could find something to practice on.

"You know what we want to know."