Rezenar wanted to move when he realized Cithien was going to strike him. He wanted to retaliate, but he couldn't do it any longer. At least he was going to experience death and he was already gladly accepting it. Immediately, Rezenar winced in pain when he felt her fall on top of him. His eyes were closed, so he really didn't have any idea what really happened. If this was how death felt like-- being squashed with something on top of you, then he finally experienced it. Sadly, he could feel himself waver a bit. It was at that moment he realized he wasn't dead.
When he felt Cithien on top of him, he realized she wasn't dead either. In a way, he was disappointed. Yet, at the same time, he was glad. Eventually, they'll have to fight again in the near future and it was going to be an enjoyable one. Rezenar finally dubbed Cithien his rival, and he was going to make sure no one would question him about it. Her breathing bothered him. She should've died just to end the pain, but his thoughts died out when he heard her saying something. It wasn't clear to him...
...but was she saying sorry? If she knew... if only she knew... then he would have every right to accept such a word from her. He knew she had every right to not say such a word, but she said it anyway. If they were going to survive after all this, he was going to make sure he asked her about why she said, "I am sorry." He felt himself waver through reality and darkness as all this happened and finally, he knocked out himself.
As time passed and as the soldiers came to check up on Rezenar, they stared at the scene before them with questionable looks on their faces. Cithien was on top of Rezenar and it appeared to be as if she was going to kill him. Before they could go and take her body, a growling was heard from Rezenar. The soldiers backed off in fear and watched as his body sat up perfectly-- as if nothing has happened. A dark demeanor was surrounding him and his eyes were blood shot.
"What are you all staring at? GET SOME DOCTORS HERE! We need some medical attention!"
The soldiers stared at one another as they questioned why he said "we." They were aware of the fact they had a truce among the elves, but Rezenar should not have known this.
"B-but Rezenar, sir! Our doctors only know how to treat humans, not elves!"
Rezenar couldn't believe he completely forgot about it... well, he appeared as he forgot about it. This strange dark demeanor of his just made him tilt his head in curiosity.
"I see. Well then, make sure you get a doctor ready for me when I get back to camp. I have to go confront to Elves with their... 'general' in hand."
"Sir, we already made a tru--"
"DO AS YOU'RE TOLD!" Rezenar snapped at them. The soldiers scrambled and headed off back to the camp, leaving Rezenar with Cithien. A little glance back to her and Rezenar carefully took her and laid her on the ground. There, he sat by her side and wondered what was to happen next. He saw her dagger, but he saw no need to use it to end her life. It would be helpful, but it would defeat all purpose of having a rival. Rezenar took it and put it away under his cloak until she would awaken. Yes, he did tell the soldiers that he was going to head off to the Elven camp... but that's what lies are for.