The impact was more than Xavier had anticipated, shifting his footing to compensate. Sliding his right foot considerably more than his left so he would stop in a wide stance. His blade rippling back and forth in an attempt to help him stabilize. The metallic form of the blade changed once again, though this time it was the entire mass that was affected. It would ooz to the hilt before spreading slowly across Xaviers right forearm, making the weapon lighter by the time Auzs slash would end. That well timed, last moment slash of the man was a little unexpected.
 
The blood upon Xaviers chest began to shift the moment he eyed the dagger coming for his gut. The dagger had created no more than an inch long and half inch thick slice on his chest before the blood had reached it. In the blades path the blood solidified to metal, forcing the blades edge out of Xaviers skin as it made contact. The blood which pooled from the wounds upon his back shifted also, moving down to Xaviers right leg, working slowly to coat it.

As the man tumbled to his side Xavier took action, ensuring that he would reach Auz before he was able to right himself. There wasn't a great distance for him to cross and with a quick, hard shove of his right foot he was mobile in an instant. The tips of swords shifting momentarily inwards so as to lower their wind resistance but still allow them to be kept at hand. Neither of his feet left the ground more than an inch as he moved, practically gliding for the few feet he would need. Planting his left foot quickly before surging his right foot forward. Aiming a kick that would land dead center of Auzs chest. The entire action itself was near immeasurable, but favored its speed in lew of attack intensity. The force could still be seen as triple that of a normal man, more than enough to damage the chestplate should an attack land.