Very quickly, the urchins fled the area. I simply shook my head at their antics as they ran off. They seemed to be bickering about who was to blame for it not going well. It could be anything that they wanted. They knew who I was, so it could be that they wanted to wield me. They also could have wanted to pull a fast one and rob me. I did not carry many cool items on me. I could heal people, so I did not need that many health potions. I was not able to cast magic not directly tied to my weapon, so I did not need any enchanting focus or enchanted rings. I was a Blade Spirit with many Blade Spirits willing to be wielded by me. There was absolutely no need to carry weapons on me that were not my servants in blade form. Even then, I would let them walk with me if not directly in a battle. Defending ourselves had tamped down on those willing to harass the spirits. Only the boldest and most stubborn remained a problem. It was fine just punching the adults and flicking the foreheads of children in the caused us any trouble. Before I could continue, someone else called out to me.
I rolled my eyes and looked towards the voice. It was one of the mercenaries. "You really do go easy on kids, huh?" he remarked. I crossed my arms. "Yep. Adults get my punch to the gut." I said before demonstrating for him. It was a real warning. He walked up to me and said "I was just wondering something. Do you sprits really shove all those weapons up your ass!?" I shrugged. "Its a personal decision what an evolved spirit wants to look like and how they sheathe their weapons in their mortal forms. It is an extension of themselves and their personality. Some choose there, others in the front. Some pull their weapons from their chest, back or throat too." I explained. He rubbed his chin as if he was digesting the information seriously before asking "And yours is...?" I only smirked. "Why do you want to know? Want to try and wrangle it out of that area as soon as I'm not looking?" It was his turn to shrug his shoulders. "Maybe. Maybe not. Might explain why so many of my friends are getting laid flat. They go for the ass." "Some put weapons there. If not, you're in for a punch."
When I stopped to think of it, I never had to pull it out. I simply summoned it to my hands. That when when I got a popup allowing me to choose. I chose my chest. There was no chance I was pulling my very long kusarigama out my ass or dick. It might be funny to reach down my throat to pull all of it out by the handle, but I could also see myself gagging on the chain or blade as it came up. That would not be funny at all. Looking at him closer, I was about to say something. "Hey. Do you know if-" was all I got out before I had to squint as something bright flashed me in the eyes. Taking a step back, I was going to ask him about it. He was no longer standing in front of me when I rubbed my eyes. I quickly turned around and summoned my weapon. It was very upsetting. The mercenary was nowhere to be seen. "Aww. You ruined the whole game." I heard his voice from above me. I looked up to see him hanging from the roof. "Were you seriously going to dive on me from up there!? You do know, even if you did land on me, 3 of your options would be blocked off!!" I snapped.
