Hzark stopped. This was getting weird. Not only was this freak using cards as weapons, but a flying metal stick had been added to the fray. He dropped to the ground, waiting for the metal stick to come - and then caught it. He could feel jolts of pain going up his arm but it was either some mild bruising or a fractured skull or something. He smiled as he noticed that, completely unintentionally, he'd also missed some throwing knives. But the smile didn't last long, looking up, he saw his opponent bounding towards him. It didn't look good. He didn't bother trying to get completely up but made do with a sitting position and braced himself.

OOC: Too lazy, I quit.