*Maya drops the cumbersome sword. She has never enjoyed using a large blade like that. She pulls out her spear. Presses a release latch hidden in the butt of the pole. The wood splits in half along the spear, falling off and revealing a black blade that looks extremely flimsy. She twists the spear head off and tosses it aside. She now holds her sword. [b]I haven't revealed this blade in decades. It's composed of a metal that grows within the [i]City Under the Sun[/i]. I can't tell you how many times I've tried to break it out of anger at the sight of it. But I know it will serve me well here.[/b] *Maya adopts her signature low stance. Sword held above her head. She charges to a slightly left path toward you. With a double [i]whump[/i] she disappears from view and reappears five feet above you, facing your neck. Sword out to the right. Swinging faster than what should be humanely possible.*