Jack would, ironically, be trying to keep up, but his lack of skill would be his downfall. As he would turn, he would be nicked on the neck by Violet's sword and would stagger a bit trying to get away. After stepping out of arms reach, he would be smiling and looking pretty impressed. The slight cut would already begin healing, right before there eyes. "You are really good! I wish I could say the same of myself." Jack would say as he felt at he cut.