No saber to wield?
"Ha!"
Sherri laughed, yet within that laughter, a two-meter-long tachi lunged towards his senior sister, "Try to take this one without a saber too!!"
"Hmph!"
The senior sister's body bent, nimbly dodging Sherri's sweep.
The next moment, the two tachis clashed fiercely.
"Clang clang!"
While competing in strength with their long tachis, both of them pulled out another short tachi.
One very long, one very short, the four blades of the two combatants stuck together once again.
"Huff huff!"
Blades dropped to the ground, as their figures collided, no longer using weapons, but rather fists and feet, they started brawling.
"Still fighting?"
Sherri was completely baffled. She felt as if her miracle was fake, and they were the real deal.
"Bang!!"
With fists colliding, Sherri shook his somewhat sore arms before launching another attack.
Weapons had finished clashing, what followed was the comparison of martial skills.
But this was not the end.
