As you’re walking along a dirt path, a figure emerges from the bushes and walks over to you. You point your sword toward them. They put both their hands up

“No need to be hostile. Im Haitao. I come in peace, He said, chuckling and looking at your sword.

“That’s a pretty cool sword. I bet you’re good with it” he smirked

“I am” you say sternly

He quickly disarms you and trips you, causing you to fall on your back. He pointed your own sword at you

“But, not good enough” *he teased *