"I'm not so sure brother. " Teras dropped low to avoid one such stab and swung his foot out in a small arc trying to knock down Elysavar, drawing the knee up quickly to his chest his foot would stab out toward his ribs for an extra bit of pain. "You've seemed to remember the part where you get smacked around easily enough. " The Avenger let out a brief chuckle, tone light as jested.
Zu'ark stood up and simply took his leave as the conversation was over, remaining in his chambers for the rest of the upcoming days until the next briefing, receiving those who desire to visit him, but not leaving the room at all.
Kai nodded in greeting and understanding as the Farseer and new arrival move by, before turning back toward the combat. It was proving interesting to watch the divergent styles. Not as pretty as the almost choreographed movements within any given school of fighting, but much more realistic and honest. With an afterthought the pathfinder turned back to Razauil. "As it seems our paths will be converging for some time, do you think you might introduce me around a little?"
The Fire Dragon felt like dancing a long and perilous dance. He did not enjoy dancing. "Well I think I remembered other things now!" He roared and laughed with the Avenger. But don't you dare start laughing yet, he thought and charged again - this time holding the weapon high -, I still got a few tricks in my sleeve.
Teras flowed in step from each Fire Dragon, not attacking but simply trying to lure them into doing so. Swipes and jabs were met with swift side steps and back steps, the odd bit of clever weapon work grazing the Avenger's form before ultimately Elysavar rushed him and the Avenger swung forward to catch his midriff with the blade. "I do wonder if the others wish to join and make this a proper brawl or if they only want to enjoy the show. Must think us harlequins of some sort. "
Elysavar sidestepped and spun away from Teras's dangerous precence, "Hell, throw your sword at one of them - that should get them heated." He smiled at the image in his mind of a massive fist fight erupting all around, before suppressing the thought and focusing on the fight ahead. "But if they think us harlequins let's give them a good show, eh?"
"We shall need to think up a name for this play hmm? Saruhai what do you say we get the audience involved like good performers? " He gestured the blade toward the Pathfinder and Dark Reaper, grinning mischievously. So very dour and stern when left to his own devices the Aspect Warrior was quickly warming up to the rest of the team and suppressed enjoyment was allowed free rein for the time being as he swung in toward the Saim-Hainn native with another pommel blow meant for his chest that would be followed by a swift slash if it connected.
OOC: Just saying and pointing out one of the flaws of PvP in this community - duels just go on and on without anyone actually losing even if the char sheets speak for themselves ^^
