Illidan jump a few feet back. Illidan knew that if he wanted to kill Rai he would need to come up with a new attack combo and fast. As he thought of an attack that would injure or even possibly kill his opponent, his ears opened up to the world around him. Illidan could hear the whistle of the breeze around him; he could hear the birds chirp as they flew overhead. His other senses also felt more sensible. He could feel the soft breeze on the back of his hand and threw his face. He could smell the stench coming from his opponent he could also smell the beautiful odor of the earth. His vision did not get better but his touch did. Illidan could fell all the small cracks him the handle of the sword and could still fell the faint vibrant of the swords crash with Rai.

It felt like hours before he actually came up with a plan but he knew that it had only been a few minutes. Illidan started to run at a jogging pace forward. His speed increased as he got closer, his sword still at his side. When he was just beyond arms length of Rai, Illidan slid across the rest of the way. He would try to go for his legs instead of his head. He let out a loud war cry and brought his sword around as to cut right threw his leg.