[i]The barrel soon vanished, the active camo once more retaking the whole of Genral's persons, rendering him as a distortion within the air, the only tell of his location. Part by part, it began to assemble once more a solid mirror, the distortion becoming less pronounced and the Initiate disappearing once more. Or at least, he would have been, if his disruption of the reflective sequence hadn't continued. As Zane slashed wildly, he moved like liquid, the Initiate attempted a sliding in his step around the attack and coming up to his opponents chest. His left arm wrapped Zane's right, his sword arm, at the elbow and gripped it tightly between his forearm, bicep, and chest. The right arm of Genral, which held his handgun,tried to shoot up to jab Zane under the chin, loosing the final explosive round in the magazine at point blank range before clicking the release, shooting out the empty mag into the exposed throat region of the man.[/i]