Krim holds up his hand, and cerulean effulgence explodes above his palm, casting blue highlights as shadows of his high cheekbones, and they follow the line of his broad jaw. Mighty Excala(de)letezur descends from the sparkling heavens and fits into his non-mechanical arm. Its sheath appears on his back, encrusted with opals and onyxes, and he tests it by sliding the blue blade of his mighty weapon into it; thus satisfied at its competence, he draws Excala(de)letezur and cocks his elbow overhead, and severs Ianna's head from her shoulders with a single downward chop.
Gladstone/Sentynel/Krim/Gladstone/Sentynel/Krim/Stroud/Gladstone
The three ships. Kinda like the Mayflower and all those.