Unfortunately for Auz, Xaviers footing had been secured a few moments before. Upon his prior movements Xaviers right foot had been cradled by the puddle both men stood on. Ontop of this his left foot would be back on the ground by this point. So when Auz pulled the sword towards himself Xavier stood firm. The tugs power swayed Xaviers upper body only slightly before he returned the power. Utilizing his superior footing to allow him to pull back on the sword. Xavier was not trying to pull Auz into him. Rather he would be hopefully preventing Auz from gaining or losing an inch of footing by. Leaving him almost no remaining time to dodge the impending spike which would still be careening for his taint.

Xavier knew what he was doing the entire time. Auzs plan had simply fallen short as Xavier added tension to the blade. The force of the pull had been precise, a near perfect match to the force Auz had created. It matched Auzs to perfection for only an instant, slowing the pull drastically before Xavier released the tension slightly. Xavier had been very careful not to add anything extra to his pull. This would have simply caused Auz to stop, as the momentum of his tug was slowly cancelled out by Xaviers. It was an intentonally slow and gentle action executed with the express purpose of extinguishing the momentum and removing the inertia the two could have created. As stated Xavier pulled with the express intention of preventing Auz from gaining or losing an inch.

The spike coming from the blood had not been created as fast as originally intended. Xavier had been waiting until Auzs foot was on the blood puddle as well. Auz had slowed himself so that the previous actions could be taken. This meant Xaviers blood spike was not created until after Auzs attack, when Auz would try to leap over the puddle. This meant that the spike had not yet decided a target until after Auz had gotten his weapon stuck on Xaviers arm. Around this moment would be when the spike attacked, just a moment befor Auz pulled on his weapon.

Combined it would bring about a different situation: One in which Auzs blade and Xaviers arm created no excess inertia as the plan had been. Ontop of this the spike was not as off target as Auz was hoping. It had been created after Auz attacked Xavier. This would mean that Auzs taint would still be the intended target. Afterall, Auz had elected to NOT jump over the blood spike. Putting him still in a perfect position of anal death.

A sickly squish and a crunch filled the air as Auz as Xaviers spike found its mark. The metal on Xaviers left arm rippled briefly before Auzs blade fell free. While the rods and their thick holder oozed across his body. Allowing Xavier to straighten himself and close the distance between him and Auz. Meanwhile the blade in his right hand reverted to a liquid metal and oozed back onto his body. Much like the blood puddle began to do.

Bloodied teeth showed behind an insane smirk as Xavier stood before Auz. Blood spirting between the gaps of his teeth and his neck as he tried to chuckle. Xavier admired his now ragdoll opponent, reaching up with his right hand to stroke Auzs helmet. The tip of his index finger traced a small dent at the very top of the helmet where a thin spike jutted out. Xaviers lips pursed into a sensual cooing shape. Mocking any pain Auz may have felt from it.

Auzs body would fall like a bag of bricks soon after that. The spike which had penetrated Auz vanished suddenly. Retracing into the blood puddle before the last of the puddle itself was absorbed. The blood he absorbed spread itself along his body relatively evenly. Leaving focused pockets at his elbows, knees and head. The blood would continue to flow down his arms until it coated his finger tips. At which point the blood would create a new weapon across both hands.

The blood would flow onto his hands until the back of both hands and the spaces between his knuckles were coated with a 1 inch thick piece of metal. On the front portion of his knuckles, the punch impact point, rose several spikes and blades each 2 inches long. Xavier was one who loved to mix things up in a battle. Using the same technique twice made him feel too predictable.

Now Auzs body had returned and life along with it. The bloodied smirk upon Xaviers face seemed to be painted on now. The Dread Energy that powers his body could been seen burning behind his pupils. A bright, almost blood red energy that would pulse with each breath. It would not be able to be used, however it was beginning to further fuel Xaviers bloodlust and with it his insanity. With his eyes wide and psychotic smile Xavier began to strutt towards Auz. Each step lightly crossing over to throw his hips around as though he were on a catwalk. Arms resting at his sides.

Xavier rolled his head around randomly, though he never allowed his gaze to fall from Auz. The path he took would bring him just within striking range of Auz. Giving the appearance that an opening may be found.

Xavier held his momentum until the moment that Auz flex his arm. The last of his strut would end on his right foot as Auz moved to attack. To an untrained eye Xavier would have moved to fast for sight, his image distorting briefly as his position was slightly changed. Xavier had slid forward a half foot, bowed his legs, lowered his chest and raised his arms in the path of the blade. Entering more of the strikezone as well as placing the blades upon his knuckles in the path of Auzs so that it would glide between them. Sparks would fly from the sheer friction of it, should it go according to plan. The hope was that this hold would sink in, at which point Xavier would use his legs and hips to twist his body 3 full rotations. An attempt to rip the blade from Auzs hands and send it flying.

Little reaction came from Xavier as he felt his bodu being thrown. Fingers gripping at Auzs leg in a futile effort of breaking their hold. As Auz slammed him to the ground Xavier lost his grip, his arms swinging over his head as he fell. The instant his back made contact with the ground Xavier was back to attacking. Bringing both his fists down towards Auzs left leg, which was draped over his waist.

It was not a set of slams with his fists but two, knife and spike filled punches. The first two would be set to make impact at the same time. Xaviers left arm aimed for Auzs upper inner thigh while his right aimed for the lower inner thigh. Both punches were set to tear into unarmored skin and either one was capable of severing the femoral artery. Ontop of causing immense muscular damage that could render the entire leg useless. These were simply the first punches. Xavier would follow up with a quick left, right, left, right combo. Aiming to pulverize the limb.

At the same moment Xaviers first attack would impact, the metallic puddles placed along his body struck out as well. The puddles on his knees created relatively thin, spike tipped rods that stretched towards Auzs face with incredible speed. Meanwhile the puddle on his left elbow created its own, thicker spiked rod that was aimed for the center of Auzs breastplate.

Each of Auzs blades would find their mark, although their effect would leave little to be desired. The metal covering Xaviers body solidified of its own accord the instant he was struck. The muscles and blood within the wounds would do the same, an effort to slow the blades and hold them firmly after. The extra speed and power behind Auzs swings helped him to make a 2 in stab on each target. Since his arms were still against Auz, Xavier would force his left fist up Auzs leg. Aiming to tear into the flesh across his groin and inner right thigh. Meanwhile Xaviers knees curled in towards his chest to position the rods on his knees against Auzs back as he leaned over him. Xaviers right fist angled towards Auzs throat. A swift and vicious serated uppercut capable of not only shattering his jaw bone but of also mangling his face with the blades.

Xavier could feel that the uppercut had hit its mark and drove it home, curling his bicep in the last moment to tear through throat and jaw bone. It was clear that Auz had died once again, though Xaviers attacks still did not stop. His left fist pulled free of Auzs leg before Xavier used his shoulder to shove Auzs upper body free of his own. Allowing him to release a volley of blows against Auzs body until he disappeared. Striking even at the wisps of energy.

When there was nothing left to attack Xaviers arms went limp at his side as his head turned towards Auz. Slowly and smoothly Xavier would rise to his feet. The metal which composed the cestus on his hands was liquefying once more. Creating long and thin bulbous forms at the end of his fists. The wound on his chest spouted a small amount of blood which would collect over top of it. Eventually creating a visible metallic dome over where the wound was. From either side of the wound of Xaviers left arm sprouted 4 slender rods of metal which would bind themselves over the wound. Creating what would appear to be a make shift stitching.

The bulbous masses had grown to be 4 foot long and as thick as a mans forearm. In unison the forms began to quiver and quake as Xavier rose only his right arm so that it would point at Auz. As his arm moved the form on his right arm began to take shape, slowly creating a short sword. The hilt appeared in an instant, the forming of the blade was slower and the metal shook vigorously side to side in the process. In the end it was thicker and wider than one would expect of an average short sword, even compared to the ones Xavier had created before.

The mass on Xaviers left arm was creating the exact same weapon, though it was going just a tad slower. So its respective arm hung limp at his side as the blade shook back and forth. Xavier slowly began to advance on Auz, using a normal, wide strolling stance.

A spray of blood filled the air infront of Xavier as he gave a slightly irritated sigh. As Auzs body vanished Xaviers right arm fell to his side as he spun around on his heels to face Auz.

Xavier shrugged both his shoulders in while thrusting his right arm and sword towards where Auz stood. Placing his right fist on his hip in a clearly annoyed position. Right boot tapping the ground. It was hard to convey the point with no voice. Xavier was asking if that was all, if there wasn't any other suicides he wanted to squeeze in.

A quiet chuckling scoff sounded in Xaviers throat, a small stream of blood pouring from his neck. When Auz reappeared Xavier brought his right hand up towards his chest. A metallic *clang* echoing as the metal of his blade collided with that on his chest. A small portion of blood began being added to the metal on his chest, in efforts to slowly increase its thickness. As the echo died out Xavier dropped his arm to his side and began to march towards Auz.