Oz smirked as he thought he had claimed victory, but was unpleasantly surprised to find that it was not the case when his own spell slammed into his back. However, his affinity for dark magic and the blue glint in his armor left him with only shallow scratches in his armor and on his face, though his tabard had been completely shredded at this point and was just a few red scraps of cloth clinging to his armor. Taking one of the cloth scraps, he cleaned the blood off of his face a bit, more as a gesture than anything else as he simply kept bleeding. "Well aren't you just full of amusing surprises?" He said, still smiling. Thinking to change up his strategy, he choked up in the haft of his axe and held it with one hand while drawing his dagger with the other. Running towards Carmen once again, he swung to diagonally slash her across the torso from right to left, going downwards with his axe, following up her anticipated dodge by moving to stay with her and swinging horizontally from left to right across her gut with his dagger.