With a grunt Xavier fell from the shifting rocks to land on his back, watching from upside down as the red mist appeared around him. The whole spectacle which unfolded before him brought about a sickly grin. Standing up right just as Auz reformed, the rod quivering in Xaviers hand as it shrunk back on itself. What was once a 7 foot long, 1 in thick rod back a 6 foot long 2in thick staff. "[I][color=ed1c24]Only because you ripped from my hands the chance to [/color][/i][color=ed1c24]put[/color][i][color=ed1c24] you into yours.[/color][/i]" As he finished speaking he gestured towards the man with his open left hand palm. "[i][color=ed1c24]Yet at the sametime you were so kind as to give me another shot. So tell me, what was that just now? I cratered your skull but here you stand. Or,[/color][/i][color=ed1c24]there[/color][color=ed1c24] [i]rather[/i][/color]" as he spoke Xaviers hand throbbed around the staff, feeding it more blood over time.