Lord Rivet was an experienced hunter of such forces of questionable nature that their tricks were all but known to him. Strange fog that is hurtling closer and closer to him at maddening speeds? Ha! Such parlor tricks were easily bested by the great hunter of the spawns of madness. All he needed was the right tool.

As the fog was almost upon him, Lord Rivet made his tactical retreat, making certain to grab that delightfully strange sword along the way. With that in one hand, he pulled out his cane whilst keeping his distance from the fog at a fair run. The sound of some strange disc hitting the dirt came forth and Rivet figured something was trying to kill him. Oh well, without truly accurate information trying to use such small things in this death trap with weapons littering the ground was nigh impossible. Fortunately enough Rivet was experienced in his footwork, able to dodge through the litter without much trouble.

Just as he expected, the sword was no ordinary sword at all, but it was of a magical nature. This particular weapon appears to control wind to a degree, which gave him an idea. Making certain to keep running away from the fog, which seemed unable to outplace him, he released the mechanism holding the sheath of his cane sword and freeing it. Now it was all a matter of releasing the second mechanism which activated the whip features of the blade and doing a bit of wrapping.