V'elen turned the fight over to him, but kept control of his mouth, since the need to breathe was a purely psychological one. "A fine sentiment, but it didn't matter what I was doing, or where I was going, you were always right behind me. It would, in the anomaly's terms, be almost cute if you had done anything more than simply observe."<br/><br/>He ducked under the first blades, side stepped the second, flipped over the third, and was attacking during the fourth thrown blades, his two free blades redirecting them to the sides, as he slashed at Verdelet, even as she vacated the spot, missing her by a few milliseconds. He hissed, and tossed the second set of blades up, and whimpered in pain as he tried to control them only with a thought, one of the blades completely dissolving, the third flickering wildly for a moment before settling into a pattern with the first two, though it dipped and wobbled as if barely controlled. He ignored it, and lashed out with force blasts, leveling the area around him with them, though he also cast out the balefire threads. The threads were impossible to see, and for anything not a beyonder, likely impossible to sense, until he pushed more power into them. "Nine seconds left until I and my toy defeat you."