[ How lucky is Wukong, to come across such an amazing display with a weapon that glowed so brightly in the darkness? It's never completely pitch black around the halls, the courtyard, with the dim lamps that allowed people to make their nightly rounds but it's the feeling of mana being wielded. Pure mana, that attracts the Knight like a moth to an incandescent bulb! His eyes are wide as he watches Allen work, sweep through the dummies, absolutely destroy them...

... far cry from the Hero he met in the spring not too long ago. ]

You worried about busting up some targets? Don't worry, they can always get new ones. You're not the first to blow a few up.

[ Wukong twirls a key around what looks like to be a tiny, foot-long baton in his fingers as he slowly makes his way into view. ]

Pretty amazing. You normally use a sword?