Kissenn clashed swords against the guard. She managed to "borrow" a sheath for the obsidian blade, so it could rest comfortably on her waist.
Using it on some poor guards with normal weapons was not ideal, she would demolish them too easily with it, besides destroying their weapons.
For that reason, she evened the playing field by wielding a sword out of their stock. Their blades clashed and roared, the guard struggled to keep his blade against her.
The blade slipped out of his hand and few to the ground. The tip of her blade rested an inch away from the guard's neck. "You did good."
Kissenn praised the guard, before retreating her sword. "So did you, miss. Good to have you amongst our numbers."
He saluted, and walked away, giving space to another guard to take up the baton and start sparring against Kissenn.
