A clever move, using the upwards movement of his torso to deflect his attack high as his hand skidded across the bulletproof jacket. Drat, and here Raln thought he had him for sure. Now, as things stood, he was forced to retreat as the man pointed his way, no doubt summoning forth yet another weapon.

He rolled away, grimacing as his left shoulder struck the ground, and once he was out of immediate striking distance he pushed himself onto his feet, backpedaling some more to get him 10 feet away. That little scuffle of theirs had placed him at the disadvantage, so he decided to go all out in an effort to change his fortunes for the better. If this battle drew out for too long then the blood loss from his shoulder would become too much to bear.

Blue mist flooded out of his body, to cover a 20 square foot area, turning him into barely visible blur while he remained still. Unfortunately his opponent could still pick up on his blood that had fallen to the ground, but this technique would still make Raln much harder to successfully locate his exact position. 

Should his opponent not do anything of note during this time, Raln would use this time to draw yet another dagger into his right hand, the only one capable of wielding a weapon now, and weave closer towards his opponent as stealthily yet quickly as possible.