Daxius was still bleeding profusely,  he knew that even if he won this match there was a chance he could simply bleed to death afterwards. He was feral now, everything being a demonic or animal instinct now. His biting attack was interupted by the assasins hand that was gaurded by a metal gauntlet. It was a steel gauntlet of normal design. Now Daxius didnt normally try to bite through steel but these were extreme circumstances and his feral nature made him go against his better judgement. He locked his jaws down and bit down hard with extreme demonic strength. He could feel some of his razor sharp teeth breaking but his jaws are able to puncture the relatively thin metal of a gauntlet. The   teeth that got through should be able to reach the assasins hand in place hopefully helping pin him in place. 

The right hand used to hold his his head now intensfied, his claws bared out of his hand ready to protrude out of his fingers and dig deep into his opponents face, which daxius noted was already fairly scarred close up. This was a tough human. 

The assasin's hand came up to stab the dagger that was in his leg into Dax's face. Luckily for Dax's pulling a blade out of burnt sticky flesh isnt a lightning quick motion and even with his right arm and fangs locked in place he swung his highly damaged left hand under his armpit, under where the sword stabbed him and [i]pulled the sword down out of his own armpit flesh[/i] causing more bleeding and used the assasins long sword to cut down at the rising hand of the dagger looking to lop off the hand or at least block the blade of the assasins left hand.

Although Dax was beyond rational thought, his fighting spirit allowed him to respect the surival will of this man, even though he was clearly outmatched in raw strength (even before Dax became even stronger being feral) and had two very damaged legs which hadnt stopped bleeding from their earlier wounds. Dax was shocked the man could even stand, but with some unknown will he still attempted to spin to sort of half shoulder throw Dax into his demon's own attack......

Sadly the simple biology was against him, although Dax could feel the attempt and it was strong one, Daxius was using superhuman strength which extended to his healthy undamaged legs, versus a human with damaged legs, Daxius was not being moved, and his grip with his fangs and right hand stayed true.

Unfortantley for Dax his feral mind was now not able to command the skeleton spirit of vengance, who had no intention of keeping daxius safe, using the momentum of his downward swing, he stepped into his right foot and suddenly changed the angle to a jolting upwards stab from a slightly crouched legionnaire style stance. This was aimed at the assasin's chest/neck area with nasty speed an precision. The spirit was no longer looking to maim his killer like Daxius previously rational mind had intended he was no working on his own agenda.

The Sword strike (which was superhumanly faster than Dax himself) made Dax curse the day he ever learnt necromancy, the area that the spirit was stabbing for was partially blocked by Dax's right arm, that was across his collar bone, holding his opponents face. But this skeleton didnt care. The burning hot sword [i]stabbed straight though Dax's forearm[/i] severing through the top half of it like a knife through butter, no resistance no speed loss, and on its way to the assassin's chest which it would penetrate even easier than Daxius tough demon-feline body.