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Just because he met an opposing force, didn't mean he'd stop moving forward. While Mask could use a force pushing him forward to spin more, the knight would just continue on his path blithely. Mask could punch all he wanted, if the knight was moving forward, he could stay ahead of the fist and the grab all in one. To be Honest, all that mass in motion should have tripped up or slowed down his opponent alittle, but that could be ignored.

Either way, He'd continue forward on his path, Choosing not to turn around just yet and instead slow his speed abit, letting the weight of his armor and such produce most of the momentum.

Well see that was a horse of a different color, one that would likely hurt both people. if the one wasn't a skeleton in a suit of armor. With the forcing of his head down there would come a snap from within the armor, and the helmet would simply just...well...slide right the ******** off in Masks hand! The armor would give a twitch, a shudder, then collapse from underneath the other mans body in a clatter.

From the helmet fell a white skull, obviously humanoid, with alittle bit of the spinal column attached to the back.

But he wouldnt.

Before Max could even think to slash or expel any level of energy, he was blind. Before his magical right eye could adjust to the bright light and filter reality from magical and spiritual, he was off his feet and spun around insanely.

His clothes were baggy to begin with but now found themselves whipping wildly in the vicious winds. A flaw to baggy clothes was how much they got in the way in the wind, and in a sandstorm...and in this arena...whether or not he meant it, a tornado of that sort was going to kick up lots of sand and grit. And Max was finding himself both disoriented, blind, and thrashing for any sort of balance or footing. Without a center, any sword swings were worthless. Though with each wild loop, his long cloak ensnared him more, and more. And before he managed any semblance of order, or the ability to see past his own clothes...

The world was on fire.

Not the world as a whole as much as his entire immediate vicinity. The cyclone was set ablaze, wind fed fire and Maximos found himself not only trapped, but burning. His clothes were barrier of sorts, so was the violent motion he was trapped in, but not much. The heat was getting to him quickly, as were the jagged edges. After all, add enough heat to sand, and you get glass. And Maximos felt like he was being shaken in a jar full of glass bits and fire.

It wasnt very pleasant. And the fire raged for what seemed like an eternity until spots of his flesh seemed to boil. It was the pain that forced him. It forced instinct, it awakened a beast. And caused twitch in his right arm, as it violently slashed to the side in an effort to protect itself. Cloth shred, as his body turned right, his left arm coming over finishing another slash...and another. Before Maximos' face was finally free, and with a gasp he suddenly twist and squeezed the hand of the glass dagger.

The grip gave slightly, the blade turned and in a sudden blast released the green essence the glass blade had stored and stolen. It was sudden. It was violent, and it was a brilliant green mixed with a deep black.

What Ruuvan would see, were slashes. Blade edges that broke through the fire and lashed around. Just flickers of something at first. And then more...and more...and more. Faster and faster. Until by sheer speed and force of will, Maximos' form was made evident. His arms blurs, slashing outwards, his form whirling in mid air heralded by a thousand glass shimmers. He held two blades. One Ankokuko, and another shorter, yet brighter. It looked almost like the dagger at its base but...it seemed to be glowing green....

And then, when the winds subsided he fell.

Maximos body fell lacking most of the grace it normally carries, landing evenly on his feet, his form lurched forward, a tattered hood cast over his face casting an equally tattered shadow. A shadow from which a single white glow poured forth as the sliced and now lacey remains of his cloak fell behind him.

His hands were held out to either side. In his right, held forward was Ankokuko. In his left, held in reverse was another sword of equal length, though thinner design....it was his dagger. The energy inside, focused and reflected to create an elongated blade, shimmering emerald blade.

Before he could speak, the glass pieces fell like shimmering rain, and Maximos stood, flipping both blades in his hands before coming to rest with both extended in a standard grip, forward. Whatever pain the glass brought was nothing next to the tiny cuts he felt ripped open across his form.

Excellent shot...

He said, his voice cheerful, but damaged, yet still strong enough to speak through it all. His gaze straight down the bow.

....is it my turn?

Within the void away from all the other activity going on stood a dark hooded figure on their own just seeming to stand there, no movement could be seen from the figure.

Who were they? How did they get there? Why were they here?

The hooded figure had a long black cloak around them with the hood covering the back of their head and giving off a pitch black shadow so that even the figures face could not be seen, a weird purplish light mist moved around the ground by the dark figures feet and a sense of coldness could be felt from the mystery dark cloaked figure.

On hearing the footsteps the slightest movement of the dark figure turning towards the sound of the footsteps approaching to acknowledgement their opponent could be seen, on hearing his words a slight grin would cross the mystery figures lips.

Now the figure would turn to face the man fully, the cloak was fully covering the 5ft6 figures frame and the shadow which it's hood cast kept the dark ones face from being seen. Piercing red eyes gazed over to the man, yet he would not be able to see these crimson red orbs from the shadows. Not just yet anyway.

The cloaked figure would then speak, the voice was firm but yet calm.

"Well, well indeed".

Watching Reinhart brought back a few things, the purplish mists swirled around the dark ones feet slowly as calmness and focus remained with them. On hearing what he had to say the figure would raise their hands to the tie on the black cloak and pull it loose, then as the ties would come loose the figure would lower their hands and speak.

"Always so quick....And not as much as a hello for me my dear Reinhart".

As the figure spoke the black cloak dropped to the floor and seemed to disappear within the swirling mists at the figures feet. The once cloaked dark figure was gone and in their place stood a young looking woman, her long light brown hair was tied back into a ponytail. Her slim curved, well toned figure with her hands down by her sides. Dressed in a tight pair of black pants with a tight crimson and gold silk corset that revealed her perfect full clevage, black thigh high boots with silver buckles running down the sides and a set of armguards that reached just up to below her elbows and had light weight metal plates running down the front to protect her arms.

A playful grin began to play across her red silky lips as she gazed over at him.

Seeing his reaction = Priceless

Leanne continued to watch him the grin only growing bigger, she hadn't totally forgot but there was still some bits missing from the past incident with the cloak tower to this she would think more on but not show it as he approached. Looking down at his handshe paused for a moment it was only a brief moment then took a step towards him and went to go take his hand in hers as a greeting as afterall they had their good memories of that time.

"I had you there!....It's nice to see you also Reinhart."

Her deep red orbs gazed at him, the grin would calm to a softer smile. It had been along time but she had never forgotten him, this was a good moment, what better way to come back here and meet someone so close than to come back here and be alone.

"How are you?......."

It seemed she wanted to say more but the words would not come, she was ready for a fight but that had calmed for now.