[Rosekitten]

(aw its fine i like it :D though i did sorta for a few parts take control of your character's brother >.<; sorry)

He still fought each blow from this elf he was rather impressed they had someone to finally match him in battle. "Heh you think I care? We live to die in battle!" He growled out at his comments to try and mock him and his kind, killing children and the females. "You should learn to train your females more before sending them to play war" He hissed towards him, in regards she was almost the first female he had seen on the field of battle this whole time.

He grinned wildly though as he took notice of the increased strength that last comment had given the light elf. He was almost blinded by rage at this time. "what did you think the one your guards had slain was the killer of your king? Hardly" He laughed a bit lunging himself forward locking blades with Brishen.

Though with both blades locked and trying to over power someone who had all the reasons in the world to kill you on the spot was not going well, and put him at a disadvantage if anymore light elves showed up. From all the yelling going on it was more of a matter of time really, plus being day time hours he knew his time was running short.

'just a little longer... I have to kill this one' He kept thinking to himself though the angles the light cut through the trees made it harder to see then normal as a few caught him directly in the eyes. He managed to keep all of his strength in the blades to make sure the light elf was unable as well to strike.

It seemed like mere seconds later a few more light elves showed up, probably due to Brishen's yelling, though they seemed to pause seeing the sight before them till Brishen thought about a better punishment to the king killer then death. Though he didn't voice it just yet as the swords slipped from one another and he missed his chance to block the second blade as it met his side burrowing it's self into his flesh.

Brishen growled out from the pain before barking his orders going back to recovering quickly and keeping the dark elf on his toes trying to deliver a strike himself. "code B!" was all Brishen had to bark out as a order before the two that had joined the area nodded.

Even with the wound dripping blood Brishen was managing to force the dark elf to walk backwards just to keep up with the strikes. 'damn it...' he breathed out as he thought to himself this was bad, he had wasted too much energy playing cat and mouse with that girl earlier to keep up with a long fight like this.

Rhyl took notice of the two other light elves now in the area, though trying to watch three opponents brought back a bit of a memory as his ears went back and he tried to keep up with the foe at hand. Though in the middle of blocking the sword he was quickly taken advantage of as the one to his right side shoved a dagger quickly into his flesh.

He seemed to flinch but caught himself a little late as the other one delivered a smack to the back of his head with the bow he had been carrying. He fell almost lifelessly to the ground as falling to his knees.

Brishen was breathing heavily before he applied pressure to the wound he had gotten during this fight. Though his gaze looked from the fallen elf to his sister coldly. "Bind him and take him to camp, I'll deal with my sister..." He walked over to her as the other two were doing as they were told. He'd at least strike her once before forcing her back to their main encampment as well. He had plans for this king killer, to make the elf wish he had just died back on that day.