The tip of the staff in his hand lowered to point at Auz as Xavier vaguely shook his head.

"You may be hard to kill, but I will show you that it can be done."

Moving his left hand to his chest Xavier rubbed the tip of his thumb along the wound there to collect a droplet. It solidified quickly into a thin blade which Xavier used to lightly slice the skin on the back of his hand. This world be damned for clogging his blood so, but the cuts would allow a heftier output. Xaviers right hand swelled to half the normal size before the blood erupted from the X cut on his hand.

"While I do enjoy watching someone rot from the inside out, I am adverse to the idea of sharing."

The staff that was pointed at Auz quivered before melting into itself. Making use of the new blood Xavier began molding into the weapon he wanted. A 6 inch hilt appeared before the metal began creating a 2 inch thick, 5 foot long and 10 inch wide blade. It wasn't as large as he was accustomed to, but it would be enough to do the job. Using both hands now Xavier slid his right foot back and to the right, widening his stance.

"You ready for another beatdown?"

As Auz would reach to touch the blade Xavier moved his just out of reach of the blade. Moving the blade closer to his body at a much sharper angle. Now matching the mans pace with his own wide circling back step so neither man lost or gained an inch. He had been surprised once already today, it was time to switch it up.

"Lets pretend I don't."

With his weapon created his blood no longer needed to be channeled into it. Now it began to slowly crawl from the open wound on his hand and up his right arm.

The stream of blood stretched across his collar bone now, still pouring from his hand as well. As Auz switched up his stance Xavier stepped towards him once to put him just within reach. Diagonally Xavier swept his blade through the air, aiming for Auzs left shoulder for a follow through to his right hip. Xaviers left hand slipping free of the hilt an instant before the swing...

Auzs tactic was timed perfectly, however Xavier had the counter measure on hand already. Xaviers blade sliced through only air as Auz maneuvered, his blade pointed directly at Xavier. But there was something new about it... something.. more. It wasnt until the last possible moment that Xavier realized that Auz was striking faster than before. In an instant his free left hand darted forward into the blades path. A faint, fleshy squish echoed through the air as Xaviers left hand clamped over the tip of Auzs sword. Dark red blood beginning to ooze out.

The blade in Xaviers hand finished the majority of its arc now just as he grabbed hold of Auzs. Xavier twisted his right wrist, redirecting the razor edge of his own blade to point at Auz again. With his left foot Xavier quickly punted the blade, sending it sailing back along its first course. Only from hip to neck now.

As Auz rushed forward Xavier allowed his left hand to slip free of the blade. A small slice present in the center of his palm, the tip of his middle finger shaved away and a slice present on the ring and index finger. The blood that ran from them danced along Xaviers left hand, adding a small extra amount to what already spread across his chest. On his face, a nasty and wicked smirk.
"Give us a hug!"
Xavier called out as 2 dozen, 4 inch long and 1/2 in thick red hued metallic spikes suddenly tore through the black cotton of Xaviers shirt. From here Xavier welcomed the tackle, and should it hit he would try his best to twist in the air, hopefully landing atop of Auz and sinking the spikes in faster. The metal had been intended for use as an emergency armor system. But a new use was found for it.

Had the world been in favor of Xavier, the contact the spike made would have been enough for a follow up. However as Auz righted himself the spike went along with him, shimmering briefly before losing its rigidity. Thick dark red blood oozing down his breast plate. Those which remained sank back within Xaviers shirt and focused to the center of his chest. It could be felt that Auz managed to right himself before Xavier. So the remaining spikes retracted back onto Xaviers chest beneath his shirt. Forming into a circular mound.

As Auz slipped his arm around Xavier to lock him in place, Xavier reached with his left hand to his own blade. The blade seemingly melted, leaving 3/4 in the left hand and 1/4 in the right, allowing Xavier to free his arm before it was pinned. The first of the stabs sunk home, embedding itself 2 inches before the blood solidified in defense. Slipping his arms around Auz, Xavier reassembled the sword and began to pull tightly in an effort to further pin Auz against him as the next stab sunk home. The blade tip would be coated in blood now and as it made contact Xavier was able to halt its entry after 1 inch.

At the same moment the circular mound of metal on his chest sprang into life, creating only a single pike this time. The tip was pin point perfect and the shaft was 6 inches thick and a foot and a half long. The goal would be to force the pike through Auzs body at the sternum, utilizing the weakness already presented there.

The only thing left to defend with was his head. Xavier tucked his chin towards his chest, blocking this throat and pushing the tip down. It dug into the skin of his chest, slicing lightly the skin of his sternum before falling away as Auz went lip. With a quick, wet schlop the spike retracted back onto Xaviers chest while Auz would fall limply aside. Shoved by Xavier so he could stand.

The end result had been the same, though this time around the man moved faster than before. Was he holding back the first time then? Xavier thought to himself. Or maybe... his thoughts trailed off as he watched Auzs body. The blood from his new wounds oozing towards his left hand.

Xavier couldn't help but smirk now as he watched Auz reappear. Though his shirt was now covered in holes and his body in random wounds, he stood strong and confident.

"Mine is a body built for battle. The entirety of my body is a weapon."

At his left hand another, much smaller blade appeared. The blade was a foot and a half long and held a steep curve in the middle. The width of the blade started at 2 inches but widened near the tip before going back to a point. It held no handguard and was a shimmering red hue.

"I, am Xavier Bloodbayne. And what I am - is your demise."

Xavier would advance on Auz now, taking care to get only close enough to make an extending thrust. Using the massive blade in his right. Doing his best to test his theory without exposing too much of himself.

As the buckler made impact with Xaviers sword, the outer makeup rippled as it underwent a change. The metal converges at the base of the sword while maintaing its form. Changing the blades center of gravity and putting the weight closer to Xaviers hand. This allowed him to regain control of the blades much faster than normal.

Xaviers left elbow cocked briefly as he rose his left hand and torqued his left wrist. The scimitar rose quickly and struck against longswords own flat edge midstrike in an effort to deflect it passed his left shoulder.

Xaviers right arm tensed visibly as it regained power of the deflection after just a foot, sending it flying back at Auzs waist. As the forward momentum was generated Xavier shifted the blades makeup once more. The metal within shifted to the tip of the blade in perfect timing with Xaviers swing. The weight distribution allowed for a drastic increase in the blades momentum throughout the swing. The impact could surely be enough to uproot Auz from where he stood should a block be possible at the current range.

The impact was more than Xavier had anticipated, shifting his footing to compensate. Sliding his right foot considerably more than his left so he would stop in a wide stance. His blade rippling back and forth in an attempt to help him stabilize. The metallic form of the blade changed once again, though this time it was the entire mass that was affected. It would ooz to the hilt before spreading slowly across Xaviers right forearm, making the weapon lighter by the time Auzs slash would end. That well timed, last moment slash of the man was a little unexpected.

The blood upon Xaviers chest began to shift the moment he eyed the dagger coming for his gut. The dagger had created no more than an inch long and half inch thick slice on his chest before the blood had reached it. In the blades path the blood solidified to metal, forcing the blades edge out of Xaviers skin as it made contact. The blood which pooled from the wounds upon his back shifted also, moving down to Xaviers right leg, working slowly to coat it.

As the man tumbled to his side Xavier took action, ensuring that he would reach Auz before he was able to right himself. There wasn't a great distance for him to cross and with a quick, hard shove of his right foot he was mobile in an instant. The tips of swords shifting momentarily inwards so as to lower their wind resistance but still allow them to be kept at hand. Neither of his feet left the ground more than an inch as he moved, practically gliding for the few feet he would need. Planting his left foot quickly before surging his right foot forward. Aiming a kick that would land dead center of Auzs chest. The entire action itself was near immeasurable, but favored its speed in lew of attack intensity. The force could still be seen as triple that of a normal man, more than enough to damage the chestplate should an attack land.