Take the offensive immediately, take him down before he knows what hit him.

Without hesitation, you rush to attack. Metal clashes against stone as he defends, but you follow through with a rapid flurry of strikes. He guards against each, but you never give him an opportunity to attack with his slower weapon. Your confidence beams as he is forced backward.

"Kya!" With a mighty blow, you have broken the hardwood shaft of his weapon. He tries to clumsily wield the broken club, but it is to no avail. With a quick movement, you have the point of your heavy-blade at his neck. His life is now in your hands.

He stares in amazement. Then he seems to relax some. "You are a mighty warrior. I gravely underestimated you, unaware that such a beautiful girl could be such a fierce fighter as well. And now I'll never have the chance to make such a mistake again." He seems cool and collected, un-phased as he faces his own death. You realize that the orok at your mercy is a brave man.