Fear flickered in N'all's eyes as he jumped away from the blade, losing his balance and stance for a moment. He collected his thoughts, keeping his instinct to flee at bay as he took his stance again. He sized up his opponent and his weapon again. He now knew the blades reach, a bit of information he hoped would give him a small edge.
He began circling his opponent again, keeping out of the blades reach as he ran through possible strikes in his head. He circled faster for a moment before abruptly stopping, he jumped forward swinging his left arm in a punch aimed at the mans stomach.