Jurai eyed the demoness without a flicker of emotion, his eyes cold as he analyzed her fighting style carefully. But then when she asked if he thought he could best her alone, and promised her soldiers would not touch him, Jurai broke into a smile. "They wouldn't be able to touch me anyway." Suddenly the orc warrior<em>moved</em>his hands a blur as he drew and flung three knives faster than the eye could track, all of them aimed at Valentina or the soldiers behind her should she evade them.<br/><br/>In an instant, he closed the distance between himself and the demoness, his sword moving so fast that if one were to blink they would not even see it coming. He kept up his attack, forcing the demoness to either stick to defense or be cut to ribbons. Jurai had already been one of if not the most skilled swordsman in the world, and now he had used his power to copy the technique of Shizuru, the former demon general, having mastered her style in their last fight. So now her terrifying skill had been added to his own, making Jurai quite possibly the deadliest swordsman to ever walk the face of Terra. His slashes fell like rain, giving Valentina almost no time to react. Jurai's powers were not as flashy as other champions or felguard, but he was no less dangerous.