It seriously baffled and irritated Adair how someone as big as Damian could move so fast. It wasn't fair. If you got to be big, you should be a little slow and stupid just to balance out the power. Obviously no one had told this guy that. And what was with the voodoo speak? It sure as hell wasn't something Adair had heard before. "Damn!" he snapped, but the curse quickly morphed into a cry of delight. "Wooo yah! Now this is a fight!" He moved at top speed and hopped up a tree to avoid the spears and pulled a few more small knives from out of their hiding places. He tossed them at the cloaked fighters and kept moving. He jumped from tree to tree, moving almost as fast among them as he could on the ground. He jumped down behind Damian and jabbed forward with one of his blades. "I seriously want to know how you do that weird stuff! I mean, what are you really?"