'You know, now would be a great time for Sound Manipulation to work. The fact that it takes time to start to understand a language is regrettable. Well, everything can't be too simple.'
Nolamine reminisced as he looked at the people who were now surrounding him. He could not let go of the fact that if they could understand each other, then none of this would be happening.
He looked at Oriliar and saw the murderous intent in her face and eyes. He then looked at the other four who were talking to each other while each one sized him up.
Seeing that he had no choice but to fight, he turned to their weapons. He looked at Oriliar's sword and saw that it was a light short sword. It was a well-made one that looked steady and intricate, having a distinctive airflow around it.
After dodging her attack and blocking the wind slice that followed, he was sure there was something to her weapon.