"I am Drax of the Blade! The moment you posed a threat here is the moment this became my quarrel. YOU ARE FAR TOO NAIVE WITH A BLADE TO TELL ME TO KNOW MY PLACE, YOU CUR!" Drax kept up the pace with his cane-sword alone, letting the sword breaker rest on his right shoulder. He would block blows at angles so that the blow would instead deflect to the sides, so that minimal force was actually needed to block the strikes. Ever the mentor, Drax critiqued as he fought, "Your strikes are comparable to a wild animal: Erratic and uncontrolled. Surely you jest! I do not have patience for boasting fools!"