Antonio frowns. "Hear what?" Just in case, he shakes his left hand to loosen it a bit, then very deliberately cocks it in position, as if holding a dagger. A faint shimmer, more of a distortion of air, appears in his empty hand. Finally, he mutters a single word - "Hepeyodhe." - and the shimmering coalesces into a barely visible and almost tangible main gauche.<br/><br/>((Casting my shield rote, to have it ready for the first exchange of combat: 4 shift block, 1 mental stress. Also, any cell phones or other electronic devices anyone else had just got fried. Sorry, hazards of being a wizard...))