Daxius, was tearing through the night, closing in on the scent of blood. He was feeling a cocktail of emotions, paranoia, excitement, even guilt for having to stoop so low as to kill random criminals for money, he was no saint but knew there was no honor in these actions either.
His feline nose twitched as it suddenly picked up another scent, a human, a calm human as he could smell little to no sweat. Dax knew only dangerous individuals could stay calm in a horrible city like this, and upon nearing the scene of the obvious murder he could smell steel and poison......an assassin was near.

Daxius was fairly stealthy but he was no ninja, his excellent sense of smell could only get him so far in a town full of various odors, so he decided to cut his losses  and jump out to the middle of the street and call his opponent out. 

[i][color=662d91]You know why I'm here, Cut-Throat, you've murdered a man and there will soon be a bounty for your flesh. I will find you eventually no matter where you go, so for your best interests I suggest you try and kill me out here. So you may attempt to continue your most despicable career.[/color][/i]

Daxius noticed the street was fairly wide, and lit with the nightlamps across the street, he would not be easy to suprise in such a an open  space, sacrificing the element of suprise so he may have a more direct fight with the killer.