Swearing in elven ("Sehanine rain a thousand silver arrows down on your slippery hides!"), Coveden is only mildly fazed by the miss. He retains his composure, not missing a step as he approaches the stone fence. He begins to whisper under his breath, and soon a ring of glowing sigils takes shape in the air around his starshadow blade. A dim shadow seems to grow in the air behind him, just before it rushes forward and envelops him. The grass shakes under his feet. He disappears.

--then reappears in a flash of chill bluish light, his starshadow blade sweeping down at the Circle swordsman's back.