Wing landed lightly; for being a giant robot he barely makes a sound as his feet touch the ground. He'll move to the side, pulling the Great Sword off his back and setting it down, followed then by his two blades. This way they were out of the way and Jadewing wouldn't have to worry at all that Wing would reflexively or intentionally draw a weapon on him. Wing wouldn't anyway, he was far too disciplined for such a slip in a sparring match, but it was an honorable gesture to put his opponent at ease.

"Ready?"