[@Xavier Bloodbayne] [i]Auz's sword indeed got stuck, and at about the same time his right flank was cloven by one whip, opening a cut deep enough to make a gash in the base of one of his lungs, as the other sank into its destination, at the small of Auz's back. The immortal instinctively tried pulling his sword back after it had landed, only to find that due to his opponent's superior footing, he'd have only wound up jerking himself closer, well within the blood manipulator's reach. Then the pain hit him. It was so unexpected that he dropped his dagger and pissed himself. Auz tried to suck in a breath with which to scream, but halfway through, a load of blood surged up into his mouth and he jerked violently in revulsion. Nearly choking, grievously wounded, and with a sickening belch, Auz did the only thing he could do. If only to spite Xavier as some sort of last insult, Auz spewed the mouthful of blood at his opponent's face. SURPRISE. It was enough to get some sweet coverage, very possibly even getting all into Xavier's eyes and mouth. Auz would have traded his left nut at that moment for AIDs. He hoped that it would buy him enough time to actually verbalize a fitting farewell. One with a lot of nice curse words, and maybe a pun or two. [/i] (You still around mang? I intend to see this through to the end. The fat lady has only drawn breath.)