*Cracken blinks, dumbfounded, and regains his composure.*
Nice, you have good form, now, let's dance! *He glares at Irvine* Boy, get moving!
*Cracken looks at Duncan, and begins his attack, he teleports behind duncan, swings, teleports again, attacks from a different angle. slow at first, he picks up speed as he gets more comfortable with it, and soon, it's nothing more than a blur.*