Popo giggled. She flipped backwards - doing a series of acrobatic jumps before landing elegantly on her feet as she finished. Giggling and snickering madly, "You people are no fun!" She exclaimed, however - she seemed worn out. Breathing heavily, she extended her hands. Two blasts of dark energy speared towards Ayreh.
Shit! Kaliv said, forcing himself to move - he leapt infront of the Kaijan. His blade bit into the dark energy, lightning crackling from it and dissapating both with a large, crackling thunder. He was breathing heavily, somthing was... Draining about this place, no... Somthing was wrong.
He grunted, rubbing his neck soothingly where her hand had been. "Your going to pay for that, damnit." He said, leaping forward and lashing out with his rapier at a blinding speed. Fury was in his eyes as he tried to impale her on the blade - she, however, dodged. A blade of shadow energy materialized in her hand, and she swerved out at the prince. Who dodged easily, both of them began exchanging blows in a toe-to-toe fight. The magically enhanced silver rapier colliding with the Black-Magic blade again and again.
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