"How old are you, kid? You look fifteen but when I cross reference you with a database, it comes up as twenty three." Treyman stepped back as he grinned to himself beneath the helm, because the next move he pulled was a kind of dickish one. He sprinted towards the woman and slashed right, though he deactivated the blade and spun around, before reigniting the HardLight and thrusting for Alyssa's torso.