Swords were tempting just for the coolness level, even though Mulder came pre-equipped with his usual guns. Two of them readily at hand on his belt. Plenty of ammo too. He was learning not to take chances. He had gotten around to concealing another in an ankle holster, an old habit he'd picked up again in Luceti.

Drawing one of them now, he seemed satisfied he'd be set to go. "I'm up for making some calamari out of them..." Or was that technically squid? No matter, Mulder was already eagerly scanning the area for signs of foes.