Cain bit down hard, tensing his muscles just in time to avoid the brunt of the other man's blow. He didn't drop the knife, but found himself unable to follow through with his attack. Dull pain radiated through his wrist instead and he pulled back, trying to make the movement look smooth instead of like a retreat. Because he certainly wasn't do that now. "I told you-" He twisted to the side, baring his knife like he actually intended to attack when he didn't think he could. "To get out of my way!" With that last yell, he lunged forward again, this time diving down to slip past the other and rush past him.