However skillful this man was, Collin wasn't surprised to feel the familiar sting of sharp steel on his neck. If Collin couldn't fully tell how skilled this man was just by looking at him, this did little to confirm but still, it gave Collin an idea of how good he was. Collin on the other hand, has never been one to sit by idly with a knife to his throat, and he certainly wasn't without skill of his own. With a slight cough followed by a gentle tapping sound on his jacket, Collin revealed he had drawn his pistol and held it against his side, pointing straight at his new opponent at the same time re knife was pressed against his throat.<br/><br/>"I believe we call this a stalemate, chief." Collin spoke softly, only turning his head slightly to see the man out of his peripheral.<br/><br/>"Im not really one for stalemates..." after slowly turning his head back to face forward again, Collin launched himself backwards, crashing into the man and grabbed his knife hand, dropping his gun to the ground to focus on the knife. With a quick elbow to the side of the man's head, Collin quickly maneuvered the mans knife hand away from him and struck with another hard elbow to the face, giving Collin the chance to break free from the stranger and took up a ready fighting stance.