Dio Avenger Dodge

A thick grin broke as, all trepidation repulsed, Avenger sped forward and swung both blades. He made sure to strike low, for the gut, because as long as you didn't sever the spine, a human could survive a gut wound for a surprisingly long time. They wouldn't die until they bled out, really painful. So painful it rendered pretty much anyone helpless, which was when the fun started...

Dio moved like a blur. Well, maybe not that fast, but still fast enough to screw with Avenger's timing. His defensive stance let him react to Avenger's artless strike about as well as a human could. He flung back his upper body like a dying Gaul and perched his head against the deck while the first, then the second, blade whooshed overhead. Miss!

Not a total miss, though. Even Avenger got lucky now and then. A slick of blood splattered against the deck, and a red bead rolled down one of the multiple points of Avenger's weapon. A thin line split across Dio's side, nothing too deep, but a hit nonetheless. It was weird, though. Maybe Dio was just melodramatic, but if he'd maneuvered more conventionally, he might have avoided the attack entirely. What the hell was with this bastard? Why was he still smiling so smugly? Did he want that to happen?

- Voeltz Round 2