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The two other men stood watching the struggle between Brishen and the Dark Elf. Kane looked at Uldric then spoke. "Should we help him?" he asked, it was a serious question. He knew that Brishen had been looking for a certain Dark Elf for quite some time and now it looked as if he had found him. Though he wasn't sure if Brishen wanted to take the Dark Elf alone or wanted them to help take him down. Uldric laughed quietly then looked at Kane smiling. "We will go to him when he loses the upper hand, for now all we can do is just watch really. I don't think that Brishen would be too happy if I killed him or if you killed him, he's been wanting this Dark Elf dead for quite some time now." Uldric looked back over at Brishen, he wondered if Brishen was even capable of losing. He didn't doubt it, Brishen was too full of himself and drunk on power. Kane seemed uncomfortable with leaving Brishen alone to fight the Dark Elf though he listened to Uldric. The last thing anyone would want to do is get on Brishen's bad side.

Kane's eyes wandered over the girl, why did she seem so stunned? Was she looking at Brishen.... or was she looking at the Dark Elf? He kept to himself not telling Uldric what he saw, though Uldric wasn't blind and had probably noticed it as well. He wondered what she was thinking just standing there, though maybe she too knew of Brishen's want to kill this certain Dark Elf. She had her bow readied to fire but was probably holding it back until Brishen barked an order at her. That had to be it, right? She was just keeping to herself like Uldric and himself were doing. Though her body language was quite odd.

Brishen was surprised when the Dark Elf had nearly struck him, he breathed in sharply trying to gain control over himself. He was more excited that anything really, he loved a challenge. "I can tell that this is going to be fun," he laughed, Brishen's eyes wandered over the Dark Elf he wondered how much pain he could cause to him. He stood still allowing the gap to remain between them for a few moments before he drew his blade back, Brishen frowned with his blade met the Dark Elf's blades. This was easily annoying him. Maybe he would call his sister to strike him sooner than he had planned, in order to give him the upper hand faster.