"The Dreadlord blade master's web of fire always unravels before it touched the warder with a strange fox medallion. He must end him before his red woman arrives! He needs to end this duel quickly! He must use what the Dark Lord taught him! He saw an opening when the warder threw a Kingfisher takes a silverback - the dreadlord met it with Mashadar's multiple strike which seems like 13 slashes made in one blow - it was a web of illusions combined with nasty razor winds to hide a quick thrust to the heart designed to kill istantly unless his opponent change to a defensive stance. The warder's eye widened never expecting a thrust amid those slashes. He saw his death if he wont be able to parry. Holding his breath the warder quickly used the kingfisher circles the pond - blocking the thrust at shoulder high while moving away from the attack. He was about to exhale in releaf from that instant death he just avoided only to be blinded in pain as the dreadlord ramed his shoulder on his midrift. But that was impossible! he was two meters away half a second ago! The dreadlord never smiled when he saw the warder took a defensive stance - parried and pivoted away. The dreadlord new that the warder is already dead the moment he flowed in defense. The next move will need all his concentration. It needs to be perfect - to execute a killing blow. Machinchin devouring a soul begins with weaving the air propelling him like an arrow at a blink of an eye- charging forward shoulder first to ram the enemy. if the collision doesnt kill them, his sword that was parried away will finish the job while he turns in a full circle after the impact. The warder saw the blade coming - cleaving from the top of his left shoulder down to his right side. He realized that he was dead already the moment he fell on those multiple slashes. Now he knew the reason why warders and ashaman dies in a swordfight with dreadlords.. He must warn them..

The dreadlord "folded the fan" with great satisfaction. Their secret killing blow is very effective specially because no one lives to tell how it was done. Only their oponents can tell what happened, anyone watching will only see his inverted weave of illusions. His work is done here, he walk away as the warder's eyes glazed staring at the sky. I'm coming! Dont die on me! His Aes sedai screamed in his head... He knew he has few seconds left.. "Too late.. " he said back in his mind. "Remember.. Tell them.. The slashes are weaves.. dont defend.. attack..sheath the sword to kill them...".