"Just for weapons." You repeat thoughtfully. Suddenly an
image closes in, this time not just in the everyday daydream state,
but an assault on the whole mind. Your ears are filled with the
reverbrating sound of steel ringing upon steel, all around you, colors
flash. Your heart is pumping faster than you ever dreamed it could.
The hilt of a sword lies familiarly in your grip. You taste something
slightly metallic. Disgusted, you spit out blood. Someone calls your
name, and you whirl around to face