As Nosdyn held the swordman's weapon at bay for a moment or two longer...something happened.

Out the corner of his eyes Nosdyn noticed Hayate emerge from the body of The Corpse King. Hayate's speed was far superior to Nosdyn's who was not built for reaction time or dexterious movements. A wind came in from the south at that point, fires coursing through the streets of Radasanth. As Nosdyn stood there, he noticed that Hayate had a different weapon, or piece of equipment than before. Nosdyn frowned considering what was about to happen. As he held the sword at bay from the attack of The Corpse King, the wind was suddenly knocked out of Nosdyn's throat.

There was an ever constricting iron chain whip wrapped around Nosdyn's neck. Nosdyn immediatley gasped for air, but concentrated just so so that he could keep himself upright. His muscles strained against the dual pronged attack of his opponent. Tears swelled down Nosdyn's face from the ever constricting weapon tied around his neck. With the air rapidly leaving his lungs, Nosdyn could no longer concentrate on holding The Corpse King at bay. His weapon shut off a few seconds later, though Nosdyn fought to stay conscious, The Corpse King's attack connected.

There was little he could do to prevent what was going to happen. A moment earlier, he'd been holding The Corpse King in a dead-lock, but at that point the tides of battle changed. Nearby, on one of the crumbling buildings, one of the shadow men observed as Nosdyn was killed. There had been no time for Nosdyn to react to the sneak attack. As he stood there, he was easily cut in two halves by The Corpse King's sword and his upper half and lower half fell the ground in a gory display. Nosdyn kept trying to fight off his fall and demise but there was nothing he could do. He blanked out and the fight was over.