As Auzs blade glanced up his chest towards his throat Xavier made an effort to stretch the metal on his chest to throw it off course. Deflection may not be a possibility, though he could throw it off course along side a hairpin drop of both knees. The sweet sound of tearing flesh filled the air, followed by a solid metallic [i]ping[/i]. Auzs blade tore through the flesh of Xaviers adams apple, though his dense muscles would help to slow its entry. The tip would  make contact with Xaviers spine. A deafened and metallic [i]ping[/i] would resonate from within Xavier upon impact. Xaviers very skeletal structure was comprised of metal he fought with. Along with this and perfect alignment Xavier took full impact in a non-lethal manner.

Xavier stiffened his neck in anticipation, giving Auz a solid contact point that would in turn rock his own head back. Using the angle and momentum to his advantage Xavier would back step, lifting his throat from the tip of Auzs blade. In the same moment the edge of his sword shifted, creating a series of small hooks that would be angled towards Xavier. Much like that of a saw blade. With his backstep Xavier would pull the weapon free of Auz, pushing it towards him as he did in an effort to saw through a little more of the man.

At any rate Xavier would follow his first back step with a small leap to distance himself once again, a small smirk upon his face. At his throat a small stream of blood began to trickle down, the majority held back through Xaviers will. The arteries at the front of his throat had indeed been severed, though as the blood poored from them Xavier created a thin metallic barrier to rejoin them. Coercing blood flow was one thing, repairing the muscles would be a different matter.

"[i][color=ed1c24]Accchhh iiiiyuuu... mmmuuiiii shhhhhhhh cchhhhhhh[/color][/i]" With each unintelligible phrase came a small spray of dark red blood.

Xavier gave up after that, his arms falling to his side as he gave an exasperated sigh. A sigh which lurched a small stream of blood onto the dirt infront of him. Along with his throat being stabbed, Xaviers vocal cords had been severed by the last blow. With it came a light feeling of stiffness as Xavier rolled his neck slightly, a bigger trail of blood oozing from his wound as he did. [i][color=ed1c24]I must tread more carefully, a lesser man would have been done in on the spot.[/color][/i] Xavier thought to himself, retracting  some of the blood upon his back into his body.