There's a move in the chapel fight where Violet whips the sword around her hand, wrapping it horizontally. In a real swordfight, that would never take place, but in this movie, it's a very unique move that's derived from rhythmic gymnastics.

There's a move in the chapel fight where Violet whips the sword around her hand, wrapping it horizontally. In a real swordfight, that never would take place, but in this movie, it's a very unique move that's derived from rhythmic gymnastics.

Bring back dueling, I say. Drive-by sword fight.

And for them are whips of iron.

When in a boat you have to be careful of line wrapping around something. If there is stuff on the deck, fly line will find it.

But ... but what if I hit you?”
A snort. “You’re not going to hit me.”
“How do you know?” I bristled at his amused tone. “I could hit you. Even master swordsmen make mistakes. I could get a lucky shot, or you might not see me coming. I don’t want to hurt you.”
He favored me with another patient look. “And how much experience do you have with swords and weapons in general?”
“Um.” I glanced down at the saber in my hand. “Thirty seconds?”
He smiled, that calm, irritatingly confident smirk. “You’re not going to hit me.