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For an eternal heartbeat the world pauses as all eyes go to the long ribbon of shining steel in your hand, the sullen gleam of the sodium lamplight playing down its length. You're as surprised to see it as they are; so you all reach the same conclusion simultaneously.

The balance of power has shifted greatly.

Then your heart beats again, and they rush you.

You lunge sideways, flinging your left foot behind your right as you take a long backstep; sparing your bum leg the more arduous motions. It's sufficient to block one man's path with his fellow, and *he* leaps back from a quick, darting thrust - he wasn't in range, but with the scales shifting so quickly, he's cautious.

That won't last long.

[ ] You have the reach advantage. Keep circling, keep dancing, keep them on their toes and play for time.
[ ] Two versus One is very bad. You need to even those odds *fast.*
[ ] They'll never expect this....