A sword bigger than him. That's some old anime shit, without all the tentacles. Tucker felt his eyes rising to it, attaching to that weapon because it's a fucking sword bigger than he was. The other ones were cool, too, from the little he could see, but that one? That was a Excalibur level shit.

Shame this Drift guy was so big because epic training would have been awesome.

His hand went to his own sword, gripping the hilt and giving it a light shake to let it hum to life in his hand. It seemed so small in comparison, but he wondered if it would still cut through that giant blade of his. It's not about the size, but about how you use it.

"Swords all the way."

Wait. Waaaait. "Are your weapons made out of the same thing you are? Are they like...flesh swords?"

Creepy. Fucking...creepy.