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Xaviers left hand fell from the club on his shoulder as he dropped his left shoulder as well as angled it back. With a twist of his hips and A miniscule bow of his knees he was dropped and angled ever so slightly out of the blades path. A light tearing sound filling the air for a moment as Auzs blade just barely tears the fabric and opens a hair line cut across his left pectoral muscle. In the moment he was cut Xavier began swinging only his right arm in a horizontal swipe for the mid area of Auzs legs. Even though it was swung singlehandedly it held more force than a human could generate. 

 From the wound on his chest an almost excess amount of blood was coming forth. No more than what he would create with his hand only now it could flow more freely. Still worming its way along Xaviers skin until it found its home in the club even as it was swung.