<em>Well damn. I wasn't paying attention to her movements. I wonder if she realizes that touch of the thigh could have easily been a fatal wound if I had a blade?</em>*He felt her knee in his back and braced himself allowing her to get the distance. As she landed he was spinning. He rounded just in time to see the sais sailing towards him. He bared his teeth as his instincts kicked in. He slapped the sais away into the bushes at just the right moment, albeit it gashed his hand, and reached out to meet her advance. His hand stopped on the pressure point of her neck. His other hand bled profusely as he stood looking her in the eye.*<strong>Preferences are a luxury. You can't always get what want, so you have to make do with downfalls and nurture the good to make it outstanding.</strong>*His bleeding hand wrapped around her weapon hand he grinned.*<strong>If this were away from civilization. I'd say we have a stalemate. I could knock you out right here, but your throwing of your weapon has produced a pretty nasty wound. I forgot I wasn't wearing gloves.</strong>*He let go of her hand and neck and bowed his head.*<strong>Nevertheless, you can be counted as a fearsome opponent, if it were serious.</strong>*He smiled warmly as his face paled and he passed out. The blood had been pumping furiously. The gash ran down his hand and a bit onto his wrist. Blood flowed freely as he lay there.*