Watching Auz kill himself brought a small smirk to Xaviers face. There would be a few deaths still to come before Auz would find himself on par with Xavier. However, the fact that it was closing as fast it was sent a chill up Xaviers spine. As Auz returned to life, the blade in Xaviers hand began to ripple and sieze as its form shrank. In its place stood a sword almost equal in length but significintally thinner.

A small portion of the excess metal which was gained from this made an appearance on Xaviers left wrist. A mound of glistening red metal connecting itself to the collection of metallic rods on his forearm. This piece was left more pliable than the others, allowing Xavier to spin his wrist while maintaining contact of the two.

As Xavier dropped his left hand back to his side the mound came to life. One of the rods on Xaviers forearm into his skin with a blur before lurching from the mound on his wrist even faster. At first glance the rod would be targeted at Auzs face, though as it would reach within 1 foot the rod would suddenly shift tracjectory. The angle change was quick and drastic, the rod sinking itself into the dirt at Auzs feet before losing form. Creating a thick red puddle 6 inches across on the dirt. 

6 more exactly like it had been fired as Xavier dropped his arm, all of these sinking themselves into the dirt in a path from Auz to Xavier. As the rods lost their form they would create 6 puddles over the roughly 10 feet between the two men. The puddles were dispersed upon the path, leaving plenty of open ground to walk on for the moment. Xavier began to slowly march towards Auz as well, taking the same careful half steps as before so as to remain within his stance.