Blink watched, and then a thought came to his mind. He sheathed his blade, and then held his hand out in a fist, except his index, middle, and ring fingers were splayed enough that there were two spaces between the three. Simultaneously, his left hand reached into his jacket, and no sooner did it do so, did two throwing knives appear in the spaces, his fingers pinching them. He took a few steps back to give him more time if either retaliated, winding his arm to his chest, and then flicking it out again.

As he'd done before, the knives teleported to an instant away from striking their targets. He aimed for non-threatening yet disabling locations. The back of the butler's knee, the front of Mikkish's shoulder. Of course, there was no telling how far they'd move before the knives should have impacted, even with his ability to teleport them absurdly close to hitting.