[Tony's been taking up the rear, he's not really prime combatant material, so he's staying out of the way of those who are, and he noticed the women no sooner than anyone else.
And he has no idea what the hell that is, but he's suddenly realizing exactly how under-prepared he is. Here's hoping all those combat training sessions back at camp that beat the crap out of him actually did some good.]
What the hell...?
[His daggers are in his bag, and he's casually swinging that backpack off to slip one up his sleeve. Better safe than flailing around like an idiot.]
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And he has no idea what the hell that is, but he's suddenly realizing exactly how under-prepared he is. Here's hoping all those combat training sessions back at camp that beat the crap out of him actually did some good.]
What the hell...?
[His daggers are in his bag, and he's casually swinging that backpack off to slip one up his sleeve. Better safe than flailing around like an idiot.]