[@Doc Doctor] The spray of venom was absolutely unexpected, and although Dartega possessed lightning fast reflexes, he could never have been prepared for such an underhanded tactic. By the time he realized what was happening, the mist had already blasted him in the face and seeped into his eyes. It was definitely painful, and the thought of kicking the jungle man into his own fire instantly vanished from his mind. He staggered backward slightly before regaining his composure and entering into his combat stance. Although the venom might be excruciatingly painful for an ordinary man, it was actually something Dartega was quite accustomed to, and after just a few seconds he opened his eyes again. The demons from his past had done their job well, providing brutal punishments and even torturing those who resisted their dominance. Compared to that, this was quite bearable. Most importantly, he had learned something valuable about his opponent. Obviously, not just any bandit would have prepared such a devious and cunning attack. Zande was well trained, skilled, and probably had many more tricks up his sleeve. He was exactly the type of opponent that Dartega had always despised fighting. The high price for the contract was beginning to make sense, and from now on he would be much more careful. At this point, it would be wise to call upon the power of his demon blades. The sooner he could finish the jungle man off, the better. Softly, he whispered the words of power to his blades in the demon tongue. [color=red] "Zasalamel... Inguz Mahadar Nu Kanta... Mobidir!" [/color] When the invocation was finished, K'Girr erupted in flames and Bozar glowed red hot. The conjuring of their power would send a wave of heat outward in all directions, possibly even singeing the jungle man unless he had something prepared. Now Dartega was prepared to engage Zande with his full potential, and with a much different state of mind. Despite the character's less than honorable strategy, he was still dangerous and would be granted the respect he probably deserved as an enemy combatant.