"I did find those elves a bit Daisy-ish." Colt was already gripping his sword. He keeps it attached to himself with a length of rope, because no Sheathe will fit it. "Come at me, Bro!"So to speak, Colt wouldn't really say Bro. I just ran out of time and brain-energy writing this one.
Colt spun the opposite direction (I'm gonna say you dodged to Colts right, and Colt is spinning to his left), and swung his sword around to bring the flat of the blade into the area where Colt predicted Legatos face would soon be.