"I'll show ya how it's done," Daryl muttered, brandishing his nun-chucks.
Daryl held one rod in his hand and began to spin the weapon. It made a satisfying whir in the thick air.
Daryl spun it faster then moved his arm across his chest to let it spin on the other side but his timing was off and the other end smacked him hard in the shoulder. The nun-chucks flew out of his hand and clattered to the floor.