A singular strike. 

Press this advantage. 

Barr hissed and growled as flesh was cut, though no blood was spilled. Cho wondered briefly if his opponent was undead too, but was brought back to the present by the muttered curse from Tre'yan.

[color=c79dd7]"I cut him boss. Why ain't he bleedin'?"[/color]

[b]"I do not know, Barr. I do not know."[/b]

[color=c79dd7]"Better cut him more, just in case."[/color]

The serrations on his blade curled into a growl as the eye on the knife's hilt swivelled up to peer at their wounded opponent. 

Cho quickly analysed the situation from his position on the floor. 

Left arm cut, in pain from the daemon magic. Disabled. Right arm still functional, as were feet. 

Time to fix some of those. 

From where he laid on the floor, Cho gathered himself and pounced, rising quickly from the floor as he brandished his knife menacingly at his target. Knowing that his opponent fell for his feint, he knew that the thing he'd expect the most was another feint. So what he did was attack proper. 

Coming in from Tre'yan's left, Cho swung his knife from low right, cutting upwards and diagonally to Tre'yan's high right, from hip to shoulder. With the momentum of his swing, he stepped forward slightly and swung again, horizontally from Tre'yan's right to left, shoulder height. One more swing ended his attack combo, an overhead slash straight down the center.