Reflexes automatically put his hands to his face, dropping his sword and screaming in pain. Vagile wasn't entirely sure what just happened. It was all a blur. The only thing he could feel was the numbness in his face. When he calmed down enough to take in his surroundings he found himself at the mercy of Rabid's blade. Over yonder he could still see his blade steadfast in the dirt. While the other was lying dead at his feet. He was completely unarmed. And at sword point he wouldn't be able to make a move to get either sword without being cut.<br/>"Do I get any last words?" Vagile asked while inconspicuously moving his fingers in an odd manner.