Sol growled, this fight might be unwinnable, but he wasn't going to give up. His dazed mind barely reacting fast enough to register Mithrail attacking again. He frantically dodged and batted away the attacks but he got off balance just as another blow headed directly towards him, Sol dropped his sword brought his sheath up to block. The poor thing had the metal coating instantly shattered and Sol was sent flying backward, huffing from the impact on his arms and slightly bleeding from the shards that were sent flying leaving him with a limp piece of leather. He dropped the leather and shakily took a new defensive stance waiting for Mithrail to attack again.