<span style="color: #FF0040">I reach over and flick his nose, pouting. "Leave some for meh, baka. Now, my turn... Meh, I need my own sword! This wasn't worth stealing from Cloud..." I toss away the Buster Sword, and pull out another sword. The sword looks like a long, silver pole with a pink, single-edged blade attached to the side of it. Separating the blade and handle, which is wrapped in cloth, is a white dial that has the numbers 1-6 on it. I raise my sword and charge towards a giant tank rolling towards me, its giant gun-barrel-thing pointed towards me as I run with my sword raised, yodeling wildly. Just before the tank shoots at me, I dodge roll out of the way and climb my way to the top of the tank, stabbing my sword into the barrel and deactivating it, then ripping it out and stabbing it into the top of the tank. Afterwards I jump down from the tank, running back towards you just as it explodes, destroying another oncoming tank behind it. Standing next to you, I roll my neck and stretch my arm, yawning. "Meh... I could've done better. That was a bit boring, don't you agree?"</span>