Before heading into one of the fighting cells, Lenny and Brom passed the weapons racks. Brom stopped and pulled two short swords off the wall, brandishing them together. When Lenny passed by the daggers, he paused, then simply walked off to the opening between the spirit glass panels. There were a few sniggers from the crowd.
Rose heard a few of the others' whisper. "Plans to take him out without a weapon?" "What's his ability?" "No, he's not in Transformation Arts," said another.
Even some of the masters had taken note, as they had not expected the blue sashes to be on the field so early. The gap seemed insurmountable. Lenny realised at that point there was no turning back. He'd made the choice and there was no way he would let himself be stepped on, like a bug.
