*Maya rips a shred of her tunic in a manner similar to an addict scrounging fast for the next hit. Creating a belly shirt of sorts. She uses the scrap of cloth to create a shadow in her hand. She looks into the access point to her treasured world.. Then drops the rag and the access point withers away.* [b]No... No you're fine handsome. If I ever want to become a Shadow Master 2°, then I should learn to survive without the Shadows.[/b] *She drops into a low stance. Pulls out two onyx handles from behind her. Possibly her waistband. Her thumbs flick the edge and two solid blades fell out of the handles with a soft [i]shnick[/i].*