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Sutiiven was in a bit of a spot at the moment, but he began muttering something the moment Shuyin wrapped the whip around his first sword. The rune's engraved on the blade began to glow, and suddenly the twin swords burst alight, the right one with a red magical fire, the left one with a blue magical fire. "Heh... never thought I'd use that. Shocked it even worked" chuckled Sutii. With the vice grip that he had on his weapons, he yanked the one out of the whip's grasp. He stepped backwards a bit, knowing that Shuyin could attack at will with that nasty whip.

"Talk about your entrance exams..." quipped the Maverick about the new Teammate comment. He shut his yap quickly though, as he had to get out of the way os Shuyin's newfound whip. Obviously he was well trained in weapons, though he was lethal enough unarmed.

He suddenly realised that he was caught in between Staccato and Shuyin. He pointed the red right hand sword towards Shuyin and the left hand icy blue left hand sword at Staccato, and waited for one of them to move so he could counter and or attack.

Finding the whip beginning to move on it's own, no doubt being controlled by Staccato, he dropped it and raised his hands to catch the wrist of Staccato's hand that was swinging the cleaver, pushing it up as he stepped in to deliver a hard knee to Staccato's mid-section. If he still had hold of Staccato's wrist by then, he would move around to the side while twisting that arm down to flip Staccato down onto his back, then finish off the chain with a stomp to the shoulder of the arm he was holding.

Staccato could do nothing about the knee, since his other arm was till to far out of the way for him to be able to successfully block. Not to mention that Staccato was not at all skilled in grappling which left him to be thrown easily. This would logically leave Staccato's cleaver arm broken at the shoulder and unusable. This does not mean he would not be able fight though, as he makes a wild upward kick toward Shuyin's stomach.

Staccato would try to roll out of the way as the blades came down, but would only get half way away as one of them would create a deep slash across his back. This would leave a rather nice burn mark and would most likely also result in a scar that he would have the rest of his life.

He would then try to stand only to fall back to the ground his energy spent. Staccato would lie in the cold snow as he fought to stay awake. He was done for the rest of this fight.

"What a great fight." Staccato would mumble to himself.

Shuyin relaxed his stance, looking over at Stacatto. "I think that's good for now. We can train again later. We have plenty of time before the tournament. Let's help him back to Leviathan, and get him to the infirmary."

Shuyin moved over to Staccato's side, getting an arm around his shoulder and lifting him up.

"It's good training. We'll all need to get better at defending against multiple attackers at once if we expect to last long," Shuyin said, helping Sutiiven carry Staccato back to the portal, reemerging back in Leviathan where they could then carry him to the infirmary.

Jondon walked with caution on a steep slope path that seemed not to have been used in a long while. Weeds pulled at his feet as if trying to root him to the spot, and the earth was crumbled, unlike the compact, solid dirt of the main paths. He just needed a place to stay for the night, and seeing as how he was nowhere near a village, another night under the stars was for him.

He wore tan pants with sandels, having his shirt tied around his waist to help cool off his body. A pole covered in ducktape, was strapped to his chest with a leather sling, and a few blades were on his waist, unseen with the shirt in the way. Jondon's left forearm and hand were taped up and sweat bands could be seen way past the edges of the tape.

The sweat itched under the tape and he reminded himself once again to take the tape off when his camp was set up. Looking around him for a quick moment he sighed and walked on.

If I find a place to set up...