Warpath had no objection to that rule. He also knew that his library of skills was a league behind Jack's.
"Watch my swords!" Warpath yelled as the two swords in his hands became a blur.
"Holy shit! Shouldn't you yell ready first?" Jet scolded.
All of them were moving away to give the two some space, but Warpath just started the fight when they only took one step back. Now, they were jumping away so they didn't get hit by his swords.
Jack wasn't startled. He was ready. His feet make small movements. his body continuously shifted as Warpath's shadowless slash arrived.
Warpath was frustrated. None of his lightning-quick slashes managed to touch Jack. Jack didn't even escape out of his scope. Jack remained within his slashing range, making only a small movement to dodge each slash without wasting much energy.