His opponent met his own strike with one of their own. Tordor felt the vibration of the blow travel up his arm, his own sword giving just slightly to absorb the majority of the impact. Suddenly the elf pushed down on his sword unintentionally as she slid her blade up his own as she bolted forward. Tordor didn't waste a moment, gripping the fulcrum of his sword firmly he used it as a lever; pushing it forward as his right hand went back while he simultaneously charged forward as well. 

Thus sending his sword to point at an angle slightly down and the right of him. Thus forcing his opponent’s sword to the right side with his own blade between it and him. Smoothly transitioning into a straightforward pommel strike aimed at his opponent's throat. Both were now too close to effectively use either of their blades, but Tordor knew that every part of a sword was a weapon. A fact that his opponent was going to learn the hard way. 

Thanks to the fact the elf had pushed her sword against his in an attempt to slide along it, this simple manoeuvre would be almost impossible to avoid. As she wouldn't be able to pull her sword back around in time to defend herself. Given that both were moving toward each other at frightening speed, there was nowhere for her to go to avoid his pommel strike. The kinetic impact of his accelerated speed combined with her own forward momentum would grant the blow the kind of power to cause catastrophic damage. Whether or not her shield would be enough to save her was yet to be seen.