D'Angelo said nothing else in reply, words would be wasted at the moment. The only thing that would convince the man before him would be actions. [I]So be it.[/I] He thought. The only thing that bothered D'Angelo was his own willingness to cross swords with Jahar. While any True Veiled-One would never refer to them self as an assassin, assassinations is what they were known for, it was their bread and butter. He was thankful for the mask that covered his face so that his opponent could not see how hard is jaw was clenched.

As Jahar took the last few steps and then brought the weapon hoisted over his right shoulder down in a diagonal slash D'Angelo responded in kind. He shifted his weight at the last moment, he dropped to his back right knee, all his weight and pressured resting on that leg as he leaned his head back, he opponents Khopesh swinging by missing the top of his head by no more than an inch.

The evasive technique took only a moment. The knee touched down, the sword went by and D'Angelo kicked off that back leg while bringing his own long sword around in a two handed over-head strike that was aimed for Jahars lower right arm, the closer arm that was still gripping the Khopesh. It was a much closer target and easier to strike at rather than attempting to use time to close the gap and aim for his opponents body or head.