Xavier had not planned on his blood reacting in such a slow manner; it oozed like setting cement from the pores of his hands. In the time that he had challenged her and she marched in response Xavier had gathered a mound of blood roughly the size of a large meatball between his enclosed hands; it would have to do. The blood between Xaviers hands had pressed itself flat against the palm of his left hand, creating a half inch thick metal slab atop his skin. Xaviers grip began to separate with his right hand beginning to drop towards his hip while his left began to rise towards his right shoulder. As they moved so did his legs; bowing and stretching respectively to begin propelling him forward and now the blade was nearly upon him.

If all went according to plan Xavier would have begun moving forward when impact was made and with a quick shift of his weight and a twist of his hips Xavier fought against the blade with the metallic plate upon his hand. With the hopes that he would be able to exert enough force to halt the blade midflight for a moment. While his hand and arm would be pressing against the blade Xavier began yet another complicated series of movements; beginning with his feet. 

All of Xaviers muscles twitched and shivered methodically as his feet each shifted quick and hard to the left in a counter clockwise circle. They were planted once more just as quickly as they had been lifted, creating a wave of muscular power through his thighs and hips that allowed him to spin in place very quickly. Before he spun though Xavier made sure to begin a drop in his height via extra bowing at the knee. Allowing him to drop just momentarily below the height of the blade.

As he spun Xavier did so upon his left foot, allowing his right foot to drag along the stone; free to plant itself as soon as Xavier had spun roughly 280 degrees. Hopefully ducking below the blade and coming up slightly to the woman's left. From here Xavier extended his right leg and arm in almost the same instant, aiming a fast flying and devastating punch toward the woman's stomach. Intent on following through in an effort to send her crashing into the wall once again from the power.

(For this post I have not done a roll, but may do it again depending on what goes on. Hound post will follow this one. Sorry for the delay! Let me know of any issues!)