Continued from RPU 4. Last main post by Kael then Josie wanted to be skipped.
Kael hadn't even moved his feet when Kyle drop kicked him in the back, simply twisting his upper body so the kick barely glanced his armor, losing all of its force. He then drew two knives, one from each shoulder plate of his armor. Each was nearly a foot long, with the back edges partially serrated. His female comrade simply gestured to the ground beneath them and it firmed up again. "Didn't anybody tell you? The two of us are generation 42. Magic is easy." she said, a slight note of humor in her voice as twin foot-long blades extended from the forearms of her armor. Both Spartans crossed their blades in front of them and then assumed their stances. Kael with the knife handles in his hands and the back of the blades laying against the armor on his arms out in front of him, whereas Kristen held her left blade out ant chest height and the other back by her ear. They seemed to be waiting for something