Lloyd whipped his sword up to parry again, awkwardly because his other hand moved instinctively to follow through with a counterattack, but all he had was a flashlight in his other hand. At the last moment, he tried to turn it into an attempt to knock Ed back. Hey, it might not be a sword, but the butt of a flashlight had to hurt if it slammed into someone's gut.

"Yes it has! You didn't have any problem going out in the halls before! Don't you remember?"