Silently cloaked he watched the omman's battle. The strange oooman yet not ooman had excellent accuracy. Perhaps it was one of the omman's servant robots he had heard about. Hearing a tick behind him he spins jamming his wristblades upward and into the head of a kanid amheda that had managed to sneak up behind him. The blades went up into its brain killing it instantly. Silently he pushed it off his blade and stepped over the body heading away from the fight. Behind him what little blood leaked out of the stab wounds ate trough the walkway grating and into the floor below hissing as it hit. He pulls himself up into the maintenance duct and was soon hidden again.