"Or, and here's a thought..." Felix planted his sword into the ground to intercept the strike, the crossguard hooking into the weapon to hopefully stop the swing. Of course, for his plan, Felix didn't need his sword. All he needed was one good strike. He stepped in quickly, right hand curling into a fist. He rammed his fist to the bandit's abdomen as quickly and with as much force as he could. "Stop talking, you idiot!" He said as he did so.