[It makes a sound like metal being torn, but Alex manages to lean his head out of the way, so the sword comes down on his collarbone and digs into his chest. Before Nox could dig his sword back out, though, he felt his time spell shatter from pure brute force. A split second later, A clawed hand was gripping his sword by the blade.]

Now that's a neat trick. You'll have to show me how it's done.

[By the look on his face, he PROBABLY doesn't intend to learn from practical lessons.]