A fight had just broke out at a the bar, a male had stopped the fighting by drawing his Reverse blade sword and started speaking Japanese, when he finushed the leacture in the forigen language, he respoke it in english. "This blade, it has it's edge on the opposite side, this blade is the Sakabato, the reason for the edge, is because used normally, it'll never truly kill anyone, why would a person carry a tool of killing and it's porpous not to kill? Because a weapon is a tool of death, while a sword, lance, axe bow, gun and even fists, is a tool of disciple, now drop your weapons and raise your fist if you want to fight, I'd not like innocent blood spilt because of an intoxicated fight, that I don't." He finished and redrew his blade and bowed, they did as told, and sat back down, white as a ghost, even intoxicated, they knew this red haired male was not a normal man, be it the sacre, the prscise movement of the blade, the look in his eyes before the end, or a combination of the privious stated, they knew he had the ability to ruin up their day.