Suddenly, the dagger reared back, hopped high into the air, and blasted the man with a controlled jet of white-hot flame before landing safely on top of the steaming unconscious Spaniard.
"Oh yeah," Joseph's voice said. "I can control fire now. I should have mentioned that... oh, there they are."
The knife hopped over to the corner and pulled out an open wooden box. Danny's weapons were nestled inside.
The knife slid its blade through the hilt of the sword and tossed it towards Danny. "Catch!" it thought-said.
(Guys... I could use some back-up here...)