[color=#007FFF][b][u][h1][sub][sub][sub]Farren[/sub][/sub][/sub][/h1][/u][/b][/color]		    managed to evade Arrayah’s swing and as he came out of his Backstep he slid slightly along the ground and completed his swing, drawing the weapon back into its closed state at an angle backwards. Azure eyes already narrowed in focus as he took in the ensuing instants, Farren noted the actions of Torquil, the newly summoned Moonborn and Gerlinde, all while Ophelia observed. Then he noted Ophelia shifting posture and position, the glow of her Moonlight blade shifting in orientation completely as she moved it.

He’d seen that posture before. Farren traced the rough angle the edge of her blade was at as well and then followed it through the air towards….

Farren grinned and pushed forth in a shorter quickstep than before, his already wound up Beastflayer whipping out in a single forceful slash angled up and forwards at Arrayah’s raised arm, as close to the wrist and hand as he could manage. It was a strike in line with ones he’d seen from Torquil–heavy and with a faint bulging and shift of his musculature as he called upon the power of the old blood that coursed and pulsed in his veins. Further, Farren had timed his exit of the forward quickstep such that the glaive’s blade would be the most likely point to strike Arrayah. Ideally, the two strikes–his and Ophelia’s–would be more effective than either on their lonesome.