• he pulled a straw dummy from a row of other straw dummys and set it about 8 ft. away from me and stood off to the side and said "i need to figure out how you fight so i can place you with the right weapons, so just have at it. Pretend that dummy is inbetween you and..." i stopped him midsentence and said "My purple jacket!" and at that charged like a raging rino on cack. with in seconds the dummy was in shreds and its straw guts were strewn about the ground. Jason looked up at me and said "ok then...em..... let see here. Ok, you need to develope a stratagey, ill give you some tips. remember these, they'll save you life one day. Most important of all the things never let your guard down, and try to take out as many bad guys as posible without being seen before charging. and with guys armed with hammers you go for the back and the legs, guys with daggers you just tire them out then take out their legs before finnishing them off. guys with swords, just get the sword out of their hand. thats only the basics, you'll figure out the rest by experiance." he clapped his hands and rubbed them together, he took a sword from his belt. it had a red hilt wrapped in light tan leather, the plade looked deadly and black. i looked at it in aw then up at him with questioning eyes, he smiled and said "you'll find out sooner or later." and he charged at me, i dont know how to fight with a sword, i cant use my fists but a sword? no. but the weird thing is when you'v got a guy swinging at you with a sword in his hand, everything is a blur. his blade crashed into mine sending a shower of sparks inbetween us, blowing both of our arms back. i ducked as he swung at my neck and swung out with my own sword at his feet, he jumped back to avoid getting his feet amputated and leened forward to balance himself. i sprung up and shoved him to his knees, and put the cold steal blade to his neck.