[ Hei nodded imperceptibly with approval. Conrart wasn't afraid of taking a hit. Flipping away, he landed with one hand raised and gripping his knife, the other splayed on the ground.
He waited, staring at Conrart through the open holes of his mask, trenchcoat settling into still folds around him. He never gave an inch, but instead strove to take it. This was another test. The last test. Hei waited. ]