From his position just to the right of the room’s entrance, blade held calmly in his right hand Khazna merely watched for his opponent’s next move. 

"Particular way about you that makes you think you're smarter than I am. As though I don't have the next twelve minutes figured out already in my head." 

"Oh, well if you say so. I suppose you know all about the turkey knights waiting by your ship."

Just then his opponent rose to the bait, running for the entrance way. "Say hello to the ground, bitch." 

Khazna for a moment really wondered if this intruder was really going to make it that easy. He decided to chance it anyway. As an old Angar-Rylla General had once said, [i]Quickness is the essence of the war.[/i] As Leeroy made his mad dash to the entrance, he inevitably brought himself toward Khazna's deadly reach. With remarkable speed Khazna suddenly become a blur of motion--hardly visible in the mist of steam. Meeting the intruder halfway, placing them both some six feet from the entrance. He shifted forward straight for the man then spun on one foot sharply as Leeroy attempted to pass him keeping Leeroy to Khazna's front the entire time. Thus he danced to Leeroy's left flank keeping just out of the mean's reach placing him at the immortals one O'clock. In a heartbeat it might have seemed he had allowed him to pass.

In the span of almost half a second Khazna swung with his gathered momentum from his sharp turn maneuver, slashing at the back of Leeroy. His blade would cut at an angle through Leeroy's upper right side of his trapezius muscle across his spine at an angle down to his lower left latissimus dorsi muscle. Effectively severing Leeroy's spine in one quick cut with almost 20 inches of Starlhrim combined with his strength and speed easily cutting through Leeroy's suit. A task made all the easier with Khazna's considerable reach of over 7 feet to work with. Without missing a beat Khazna reversed the fall of the blade expertly to then follow up with a second cut, this one a horizontal slightly upward swing to sever the man's head from his shoulders from left to right, both cuts taking place in the realm of a second and a half. Khazna was not taking any chances. It was time to find out just how immortal his foe really was.