"[i]Aye.[/i]" Will started walking to the ring, with Xavier in tow. "You can call me Will in base, Xav. Assassin is for the battlefield." As he got there, he reminisced about when Gath and Charles had fought. It was natural, as Gath was aggressive and half drunk at the time.

He took out a combat knife and a whetting stone, blunting the edge so no permanent wounds would be left on Xav. "Better do the same. I don't wanna have my head hacked off."