The boxer deftly evaded his slash, as he expected. When he stepped back a bit he drove in with a step forward and a thrown punch from his right hand. It would come in from his left side, aimed at the body of course. Knockout boxers and their powerful moves. Psh. Figures. 

Cho wasn't a boxer. He was a military fighter. 

He stepped inward to counter the punch but suddenly found it coming up short, stopping before it even hit him.

A feint. 

Shit shit shit. 

Welp no choice but to roll with it. 

Ignoring the feint he took another step forward, bent low, reared back his knife hand and threw a simple punch aimed for the boxer's gut. Hopefully Tre'yan didn't see the panic in his expression from being faked out like that.