"Good, glad to see you want to die by my blades instead of by the fires of war. It is noble indeed that you would risk your life for your friends, but win or lose, my friends will still strike once this fight is over." The swordsman rushed forward and quickly pounced over the paladin and spun around, using the momentum of the spin the cut through Carver's armor, but luckily not his flesh. The swordsman ripped his sword out and backed up before the paladin could turn around and strike back. "Your move, Paladin."