So Cloud usually wins, huh? He'll have to make sure not to get too overconfident and ruin that expectation.

"Nope." Cloud swings the weapon in his hand a few times. "Like wielding a toothpick." He puts that one back and settles on the biggest training sword he can find, a fairly sizeable two-hander that still has nothing on Buster, which he sets aside for now. It really does feel annoyingly light. "Might as well give it a shot, but don't be surprised if it breaks."

He makes his way into the yard proper and turns to take up his usual stance. "You ready?"