Khazna’s opponent had proven to be as worthy a foe so far as he had hoped. With that had come the realization this could take longer than he had first thought. His meal prepared for him back at base might even get cold! The moment he sent his sword into the air his opponent had started backpedaling. Tablurath had caught his new blade while he made for a quick pursuit. It was then he saw it, his opponent made one great leap backwards as they shifted the grip on their spear into an overhand. In Tablurath’s mind he interpreted this new information, digested it, running through a multitude of possibilities in microseconds. 

However, the most probable possibility was brought to the forefront that made the most sense in the Cardinals mind. The realization hit him just a moment before his opponent reared back to throw. At this distance there would be no way to move completely out of the attacks way, his swords being of no real defence against such a large missile. The world seemed to slow as if it moved through water as he studied his surroundings, noting that the fiery attack had burnt away and flattened much of the grass where she had stood moments ago, which revealed a few stones and discarded pieces of equipment; even a lance plunged into the ground twenty feet away to his 3 O’clock. A plan formulated in his mind as he took in this new information, just as his opponent was about to release her spear.

Khazna swung his body on his left foot to the right just as Rodetta released her makeshift missile. The weapon shot forward toward his abdomen, his tight turn allowing the weapon to pass across his stomach region. The blade of the spear however, still managed to nick him, his body moving just too slow to avoid the blow altogether. It cut into the armor padding there, his protection at least saving him from a fatal wound. The lower stomach section of his suit was now supporting a horizontal gash, but Tablurath suspected he had gotten away with a small cut and some bruising at worse. There was no time to stop and assess the full extent of the damage anyway, what mattered was his forward momentum had not stopped while he was able to avoid the worse of the attack.

He made a complete 360 degree spin. As he came around he used the gathered inertia from his quick spin to release his right hand sword into a horizontal spinning throw. Not at his opponent however, but diagonally several feet above them at another target entirely. The sword was sent through a mist of mibs, which congregated immediately into a perfect copy which fell tip down. Tablurath did not even waste a single movement, catching this new blade with his new free hand with practiced ease. The sound of his newly thrown sword cutting through the air as it twirled about toward his first airborne sword from moments ago, the trajectory planned perfectly. 

His dodge had allowed his opponent to reach even further away at sixteen feet. Now however, he moved to close that distance just as the faint sound of metal striking metal could be overhead. He smiled. The first sword that had been tossed up had been falling end over end, but the additional force of the second sword striking just so caused it to fly into an even faster end over end spin, the added momentum shifting its path and speed. It whirled downward vertically in a deadly end over end spin that would bring it down frighteningly quick to intercept his opponents backward retreat so that it ended up cleaving through her helmet and forehead from above. 

Unless his opponent suddenly stopped short of her retreat, she’d face a nasty surprise from above. Doing so however, would of course give Tablurath plenty of time to catch up, after all catching someone who was running backward while you were running forward was a simple task. A task made simpler by his more lightweight armor. In fact, he’d not be surprised if she tripped over something in the high grass in her haste. Which, if his opponent was observant, was oddly shorter than previously.

What he did next would all depend on his opponent's reactions. Where they shifted their attention to, how they placed themselves. Regardless Tablurath was ready to act as he entered just short of the ten foot mark.


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