[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=silver]Megan Pendragon[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/0BFkPfU.png[/img][hr][b][color=silver]Location:[/color][/b] Camelot - Sewers 
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] Fencing [hr][hr][/center]	Megan raised an eyebrow, noticing that law enforcement at least seemed rather consistent between the two worlds in the phrases they used when encountering criminals. She wondered if they also had cop codes here, and if so, would they be the same ones? Could Jack communicate to them various offenses without having to say a single word, relying only on numbers and letters? Of course, her musings didn't last very long, as a guard rushed up to her and swung his sword. [color=silver]"It's dishonorable to attack one's opponent before they have agreed to the engagement,"[/color] Megan scolded. She drew excalibur. She hadn't been the one to start this fight. But she would be the one to finish it. 

	The sword was different than the foil she was used to, but many of the principles were still the same. The blade felt well balanced in her grip and she swung excalibur at the guard, aiming to for a non-lethal flat blow to the side of his head. The blade connected and the guard fell to the ground, unconscious. Megan repeated to maneuver on the next guard and the one after that, until she had taken out three in total. [color=silver]"My score is three, brother dear - do try to keep up,"[/color] she teased.