Adrian managed a half smirk as Soah ducked under, stepped in, and went for the uppercut. That wasn't a move he'd try against someone that knew what they were doing, and that's why Adrian was now confident he'd win this fight. With his free hand that was down, while still being carried forward by the momentum of his punch. He reached for his side and unsheathed his dagger, in a blur of a movement. As Soah ducked in and uppercutted, Adrian managed to stab his dagger forward as hard as he could at the exposed side chest of Soah. The both of them would connect at about the same time, the only difference is that Adrian's blow would hurt a lot more than a simple punch. Adrian was jarred as he was slammed in the chin with the uppercut. His dagger was no longer in his hand, and he was once again on his back. He felt a warm, thick liquid in his mouth. He was still conscious, but just barely. As he laid amongst the snow, once again, he wondered if the dagger had found it's mark.