[Yu dodges the best he can, ignoring the little cuts he does receive and unsheathes the fake sword at his waist.]
Wouldn't be the first time.
[There were plenty of places he could think of right now, but he stands his ground, keeping his distance from Xion because he at least trusts her not to go down without a fight.
Man he wishes he could have grabbed that darknut sword right about now.
Sword in one hand, another scalpel in another, he throws the latter at one of the shoulder joints.]
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Wouldn't be the first time.
[There were plenty of places he could think of right now, but he stands his ground, keeping his distance from Xion because he at least trusts her not to go down without a fight.
Man he wishes he could have grabbed that darknut sword right about now.
Sword in one hand, another scalpel in another, he throws the latter at one of the shoulder joints.]