Jules simply reaches over his shoulder, grasps the massive hilt of the Samari warsword, and pulls it over his shoulder. The jewel at the base of the sword gleams red as he balances the point on two fingers of his left hand.

"That answer your question?"

There are a rather ridiculous number of other blades, both hidden and visible, on his body, but the warsword seems the most self explanatory. Jules is a warrior to the core.