Looking at the dark/light elf Tiagar replies, “Yes, of course. We can discuss things later and I will impart what knowledge I have of Kyle’s blade.”<br/><br/>Kyle studies Giselle as she takes up her stance. He recognizes it as being very much like a fencer’s stance. He takes up a stance facing his opponent, feet a little more than shoulder width apart with knees slightly bent. He looks Giselle in the eyes briefly before his gaze drops to right about where her navel should be. At that instant a police car pulls up and two officers jump out with pistols drawn, “Drop the swords and has to get hurt!”<br/><br/>Kyle drops the sword to his side and stands perfectly up right. He looks Giselle in the eyes again, raises his left hand holding his index finger up saying, “Hold that thought for a moment, please.” Turning to face the officers he brings his hand left up to remove the helmet, but before he touches it the helmet just vanishes. “Look officers, this is not what you think. The good Giselle here is going to give a friendly lesson in the art of swordsmanship. We moved it here to the park so as not to accidently do any property damage.”<br/><br/>Both officer’s jaw drop seeing the helmet just vanish, the driver recovers from the shock first. He lowers his pistol and stands up straight. “Kyle Flanagin?”<br/><br/>“Yes, that’s right. Look I know I was a bit of a trouble maker in my youth, but that was years ago. When was the last time I did anything really illegally?”<br/><br/>“Before you enlisted. Are you sure this is just practice?”<br/><br/>“Positive.”<br/><br/>“Do you mind if we watch?”<br/><br/>“Be my guest, you might learn something useful too.”<br/><br/>The officer holsters his pistol, closes the car door, walks to the front of the squad car and leans against the hood. His partner hesitates but follows suit.<br/><br/>Kyle turns back to Giselle saying quietly, “Helmet.” The helmet reappears on his head. He takes up his stance once again with eyes on Giselle’s midriff and says, “Ready.”<br/>