[i]Zach pulled back, using his left, gloved hand to wipe off the blood on his shiny, silver sword, to avoid rusting. He sheathed it, extending his right hand, and faking a perfect smile once more.[/i] "Well fought; enlightened me a little as for what I have to work on." [i]He said honestly, as Zachary wasn't one to lie about things like this.[/i]