with an equally fast speed, a sword materialized in her left hand, a white weapon, with a rather odd edge Instead of a true blade, it had a white substance leading to a flower shaped tip held in place by the same material, embossed regally In her other hand, a blade black as night appeared, it's make up similar, but it lacked the flower tip and instead had a gothic styled feel to it Quite frankly, they looked like keys, ridiculous but with a hidden power behind them, and unlike most of the rather arrogant and self-absorbed warriors of the Dojo, she remained silent, the simulator knew her well enough to retain that Silent, save for one phrase, her voice choked with emotion and grief, with hate mixed in [I]"En Guarde....you miserable wretch"[/I]