"Yes, here you are." Connor took the blows and responded with ones of his on in retaliation. Both were highly skilled fighters, and had gone through many spars together. This wasn't the gym though. This was two old friends who both planned to kill the other. They had their duties, and neither accepted failure easily.
Connor back flipped and landed in a crouch, drawing his own weapon from the back of his jeans. The dagger was freshly sharpened and designed to do serious damage. He growled low, another sign that the vampire wasn't the friend that Dimitri had grown to care for. This was a beast about to wreck havoc on the beauty in front of him.
As Dimitri shifted on his feet, Connor took off at a run, bouncing off the side of a tree to gain momentum and came down hard behind the other man. He slashed the dagger across Dimitri's back, as he made a move to grab hold of the other man's hair to draw him close enough to sink his fangs into.
The problem with the move was that the second his fangs sank into that neck, he was opening himself up to be staked.