Lancelot chose a four-foot hand half sword as his weapon, a training sword made of a hard, dark wood that reminded him of the wooden boats beneath the feet of the Ferryman Demons on the Stygian River. Although it was only a wooden sword, it was slightly heavier than Frostslash, and it had a metal hilt, which was crucial in defending against the attacks of agile opponents.
"All set?" Tijana had already made her way to the center of the arena, "If you're ready, then come on over."
Lancelot took a deep breath and walked steadily towards Tijana, stopping ten feet away from her. He bowed in a knight's salute, then spread his feet left and right, stepping forward with his right foot and rotating his left foot outward by forty-five degrees. This was the most basic stance in swordsmanship, allowing him to move swiftly in any direction.