Cho had no time to react before a tape-covered fist slammed first into one cheek, then the other in extremely quick succession. His forward momentum got turned into backward movement from the force of the punches, and he landed on his face after being thrown backward an inch or two.

Dazed.

Reeling.

Cho shook his head free of the clutter and staggered to his feet. The boxer was fast, way faster than he could ever be.

This was going to be a battle of wits now. He couldn't stand to take another hit from Tre'yan. If the boxer so much as tapped his head again, he'd go down for the count proper.

He switched his grip on Barr from a backhand to a forehand, and charged. Cho closed the distance within a stride and twisted on the ball of his left foot, spinning round clockwise to kick at Tre'yan.

A feint, of course. Being rather speedy himself, it would only be a split second of his right leg coming up in the motion of a kick. With a hop he changed feet, using his clockwise momentum to keep spinning on his right foot while he swung around with his left in another kick.

Which was yet another feint. Using his own speed and momentum, he bent his right leg and took a short hop into the air, converting his horizontal spin into a downward fall. With knife in hand, he extended his right arm, rearing back in the fall to slash at the boxer's left ankle, aiming to sever, or at the very least cut. Cho would land on his right side, kicking up a cloud of dust from the floor.