"If that's frightening, than I'm your worst nightmare." [i] Desmond swung a fist through the air at the Inquisitor, but as he did..a [url=https://imgur.com/a/s4fUV]sword[/url]materialized in his hand. One with a long, slim blade, pitch black metal. Symbols were etched down its length, and the handle was wrapped in leather bindings. Instead of a fist, the Inquisitor had a sword coming at him..one that didn't seem all that normal in essence. Desmond didn't seem the least bit concerned with the lines around his body, the Ka'kari protecting his skin. That object was certainly strange..who knew how many other applications it had.[/i]