He grins, circling slowly, wondering if he should up the ante as far as authenticity goes. Why the hell not? No one else in this godforsaken fishbowl will ever know what it was really like and out of the lot of them, Jack might be the only one to appreciate it.
"You'll need a sword." And just like that, a curved sword appears, wobbling where it's stuck to the ground as if someone threw it there.