The thing about a flashlight-made sword was that it was nothing more than show. The light swung around and did nothing, only temporarily blinding a couple people that got hit full int eh eyes by the beam. Wu Xie laughed, doing a little bounce in place and then spotted the winged figure standing a little ways off and -

Oh. Well now he felt a little like crap. Kicking one of the diy smoke bombs away, he moved over to try to calm the poor kid down.

"Hey, it's okay, it's not really a sword. See?" Shutting the flashlight off, he offered her it.