Smileing Nero drew his blade and looked delicately down it at his opponent, _well_ he supposed _better give this crowd a show. Flourishing his weapon all those years as a little boy came back to him, first all the training in fighting then all the diplomacy he had needed in his master's home. Especially when he had a girl over, things would get weird.... _No!_ he thought directly _back to fighting_ but that momentary distraction allowed his opponent a chance to get the first strike.