[center][h3][b]False Pretense[/b][/h3][/center][hr]Waiting till the man had come within 2 meters, Raelis reacted only as the weapon raised and in that single moment two things transpired. First among those things was the movement of his wings, which had been at the ready before. Thrusting down at an angle, the wings sent air buffeting into the barrel of the gun, strong enough to impede it from aiming at him at all. However, the purpose of this was not singular, no as instead of remain stationary, the wind pushed him to the right (Jordan's left) and around to the man's side.  As he half hovered and half slid around to the man's left flank, Raelis' blade, held in his left hand, moved to slash diagonally at the man's shoulder.

The blade had already reached 240 degrees whereas his surroundings had reached 90 degrees. It wouldn't stop there.