[@Xavier Bloodbayne]

[i]Auz died! When he returned, he frowned and looked around, obviously unsettled. He'd been powered up far past this point before, but never at the hands of a single enemy. He eyed Xavier as he thought about what had attributed to his latest death. His opponent could somehow root himself to the ground and create blood traps. Clearly it had been a mistake to try and rely on outrunning the bastard. A straightforward clash was also dangerous due to his opponent's superior strength, durability, and unpredictable bodily weapons, but... Maybe if he...

No, screw that.

Auz snorted. There were no maybes in a true fight to the death. One who commits to an unyielding strategy is certain to meet a quick end. Gotta be like water. Or piss. Something. Instead of using the mordhau stance, Auz reverted back to his previous setup, dagger in his left hand and sword held properly in the right. He'd begin walking steady towards Xavier, raising his long blade up as if in preparation for a downwards strike, left elbow chambered at his side, perhaps to aid in thrusting with the gauche. He was compact now, and radiating aggression. He was also a solid 25% faster than he had just been. [/i]