Kirian moved deadly fast and with killer intent; the one-eyed warrior simply couldn't respond in time. The bloody sunlight cut harsh shadows across the scene of this brutal exchange, the last of a broken shield. Kirian pulled his arms outward and his shoulder in, slamming his opponent to the wood of the carriage hard enough to force out a cloud of splinters. The Witch Knight registered her gag against him, the air forced out of her body by his successful assault, and he released the grip on his sword as soon as he'd stretched her grip out to the maximum. He moved as swiftly as a practiced surgeon when he pivoted again, still leading with his right leg, to draw the dagger from its scabbard at the small of his back with his right hand and press his left palm into the lady knight's shoulder. He quickly jammed the point up under her chin, thrusting the knife well into her brain. Blood leaked out warmly against his glove-- that's what you get for not wearing a helmet. Kirian wrapped his arm under her shoulder and around her back, exhaling in grim satisfaction as he waited for her twitching corpse to still. In the moment, he heard another would-be warrior lumber up behind him; he decided not to let the opportunity for another cruel tactic go to waste.

He waited until he could feel the other warrior's presence right behind him, and stepped forward as he roughly pulled his weight around. Like a grim fandango, he turned and swung his left leg back around his center, and used his knife to guide the body around by the head to use as a shield. Instead of cracking Kirian's skull through his chainmail hood, the new warrior's vicious strike landed right on top of his comrade's skull, burying the hammer in a splash of gore. Kirian blinked as gray matter wet the wood of the carriage behind him, and pushed again with his left leg as he slid his right in between both sets in front of him. He further thrust his knife up and back, tipping the corpse up against his opponent, and snapped his left hand snakelike from underneath the corpses right elbow to wrap around the other target's left wrist. A surprise like that, there was no way that any normal human would have the presence of mind to dodge the grapple, and there wasn't so much a glint in Kirian's eye as he unsheathed his dagger from what remained of the lady knight's jaw. All that was important was that the dagger would put a lot of work in today.