He might be in for more than he's expecting in that case, seeing as this isn't in the Dome. His enhanced abilities aren't muted here. Imagine if all this strength and speed had really been unleashed untampered on the inmates, back when he was soulless?
Not something he's spending too much time thinking about right now. It's just nice to move again, eyes trained on Jack even as he grins with absolute glee. The sword does scratch him, perhaps guided by memory alone, a cut across his eyebrow — if you ever wanted to know where the scar came from.
"Going to have to do better than that, Jack!"
Goading is half the fun. He moves in again, sticking to kicks. The sword does give Jack an advantage in reach.