Pico looked over his shoulder at Rouga, looking somewhat disappointed. "What?! You mean I can't even act smug about it?"
Then he sees the darts flying at him. "...Crap."
Pico rolls out of the way, the darts flying past him. He starts up quickly, running towards Clovis. He draws his two khopeshes, the white wrappings around them unfurling to reveal the obsidian blades underneath. As the ends wrap around Pico's wrists, he launches towards Clovis, slicing at his chest with one blade while swinging the other behind his back.