Draiss considered the offer, then the stakes, before sending a thought to E'Lune, accepting its request, but with the appendum that if he wasn't also fighting a marilith intent on unmaking everything, he would have been very unhappy with it interfering with his duel. It wasn't fair, but the creature didn't get that, because its 'fair' would damn far too many. In any other duel, however, he would be expressing his distaste later and in a very physical way.<br/><br/>He edged forward, a few inches at a time, slowly sliding into range, knowing that the best range was right at the tip. However, his foot and the shadow's were likely to be nearly touching before that happened, if it was trying the same tactic, and he shortened the gap between his feet, allowing him to dodge better, but also slowing his strike slightly. Not much, but enough to go from nearly impossible to exceedingly damned hard. He slid into position, waited a heartbeat, and then struck.