[Rosekitten]

(ok so i redid this little bit .. but i think it turned out better xD)

'fucking finally' he thought to himself feeling the drag from the blade as it met with Brishen's chest. He didn't care if it wast fatal or not it was going to give him a advantage now. Even if it slowly bled him out it would hinder his ability to fight. Quickly he regathered his thoughts and prepared for another strike he was going to land a fatal one or do enough tap and goes to make sure this bastard didn't walk away from this fight.

Though his plan was cut short hearing the sudden order barked from Brishen's lips towards Judith. That's not what he wanted to hear, knowing all too well of her skills with a bow. This wouldn't end well if she didn't fire so he was prepared for the shot that was certain. But that hardly helped seeing as she had already released the arrow from her bow almost as quickly as Brishen had given her the order. He didn't ave time to block the arrow like he did during the first encounter.

The arrow struck it's mark dead on, he hardly had enough time to think about moving let alone executing it as he felt the sudden pain race through his shoulder and to his chest and arm. He had half a mind to just pull the damned thing out but thought better on it knowing that'd just increase the blood he'd lose from the wound. He'd have to leave it there for now he thought as he broke the end of it off to shorten it.

The two others that were with this group seemed to stay over to the side not interfering with the fight, though he hardly knew how long that would last with the commander bleeding with a deep wound. Let alone now his fighting was hindered.. Why couldn't she have just finished him off he thought to himself that would have made things damn simple. But instead she had just wounded him and almost put him at the mercy of her brother in the same act.

Brishen grinned wildly seeing that even just being wounded the dark elf seemed hesitant to attack now, but being a duel blade fighter he knew very well a wounded shoulder the dark elf was working with only half of his power. Though Rhyldrin was still forcing himself to keep both blades ready and willing to strike, it didn't mean he didn't feel the pain that was for sure... He just knew he couldn't drop his guard he wasn't going to give in and accept that this fight was pretty much done due to one shot, well that and the fact that this fight had lasted far longer then he had planned.

He was debating on striking Brishen again but didn't get the chance to as Brishen charged forward, Rhyldrin couldn't block this blow like he had all the other though he did try to at least struggle against it as his ears went back and he gritted his teeth from the pain as it shot through half of his body. He was using both blades against Brishen's sword to keep it from connecting with his body but it was quickly sapping his energy just to keep this up.

Brishen pulled the weapon back noticing the change in how Rhyldrin had blocked and he was going to take advantage of that. Thrusting forward again he was forcing Rhyldrin to block with the wounded arm taking the majority of the impact from the blows. 'fuck... I need to get out of here this isn't going to end well if I keep trying to block I can't do anything else' he hissed at himself, but at the same time where the hell or how was he suppose to get away.. Judith was over there and then the other two were near as well. He had to admit his luck was looking rather grim at the moment.

Though it was about to get worse as Brishen moved forward for another over the head strike that was forcing Rhyldrin to block it. Though this time he couldn't keep his balance as the blow after he blocked it forced him to one knee. 'shit!' He knew this wasn't good, the pain alone was getting to the point where he felt like he was going to be sick and this bastard had been forcing him to lead his blocks with that arm.

Brishen wasn't giving in even with Rhyldrin grounded he kept his full strength that he could muster on the sword, though he was getting weary as well from the wound across his chest as he panted though he kept the wild look in his eyes. He didn't seem ready to kill this dark elf but rather he had plans if the fool didn't die on him here.

The dragon in Judith's pocket whined and wiggled before cringing as it curled up into a ball inside of her pocket. It was scared and it knew very well Judith and it's self couldn't stop this from happening. A dragon was a strong ally but that's if they made it to at least their teenage years. This one had a few years yet to reach such a stage. Rhyldrin didn't have the luxury of waiting though and the dragon knew that as it let out a soft whine again from inside her pocket.