(Sorry this i late, am out of country and internet is not what I expected.)<br/><br/>Dust began to sway in the breeze and planted his sword in the ground to steady himself.  He was about to pass out, but if he did that now he could get himself and his employer killed.  He pulled out his poisoned blade and pricked his arm again.  The pain and adrenaline surged through him and allowed him to wake up, at least to some degree.  He had to be careful to much pain would knock him out.  He also knew that while the poison was generally non lethal, to much of it would literally kill you from the pain.  That was when an idea came to him.  If he stabbed a man with this blade and gave it enough time for all the toxin to work it's way off the blade into the blood it would kill a man, but it would probably only stun this creature and leave it unconscious.  He needed a vulnerable spot an opening.  He ran around and with another great swing struck the monster in the face and took a guard stance.<br/>"Where is the week spot on this thing, a place where I can slip this in?"  He held up the thin bladed dagger, "Preferably a place with a a lot of blood flow."