I grinned a bloodthirsty grin, one that would have made even a Klingon backstep in instinctual fear. My rifle disappeared back into my armor’s buffered inventory and my sword and combat knife were brought out, their purposely darkened blades reflecting none of the night’s moonlight. Unlike the few other times I’d used my sword in battle, I didn’t activate the plasma cutting edge, instead I activated something I had been inspired by the Star Wars universe to create but had never used thus far. It was also something a lot less flashy than plasma and perfect for stealthy combat.
While the hilt of my sword was insulated, the blade itself vibrated near imperceptibly to the naked eye, using ultrasonic vibrations to increase its cutting power and damage output. The wounds it could make on organic tissue, which would conduct those vibrations, were terrible. Thankfully, a few races in the Star Trek universe, though notably not the Klingons for some reason, had explored the idea of that technology in their distant past, before they inevitably abandoned bladed weapons to the annals of history. Not that it was a very difficult technology to recreate even without the historical shortcuts available to me.