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HP: 20

Antarmur'ss blade flashed up to block the swing at his chest. as he formed a bemused expression upon his face. Her foot struck his knee and he kilterd to one side. Using his tail he caught his balance, and he threw his arm up to block the blow to his throat. In doing so he opened himself up to the downwards slash of the Warrior. "You sought out my beloved in a act of jealousy Warrior. I know why it is you truly forge ahead on this hopeless campaign of yours. You can not have my affection so you must destroy me. Tsk tsk" He taunted as he pulled his sword apart into two pieces once more. Only this time they twisted and reformed into a pair of short swords. He slashed at Warriors left leg in a pointed attack.

HP 16

The laughter did not unsettle or distract Antarmur'ss. Such was his confidence after all. His egotistical conviction in his own right and power. "Paugh. Your kiss was no more distracting then sharing one with Venezia would be. Disturbing. Undesirable. Reviling. But over in a moment and easily remedied by a healthy dose of minty fresh mouthwash." Antarmur'ss was quite wounded, and thus his attempts to counter each of Warriors blows were too slow. His leg buckled after the continued abuse it had taken, and were it not for the tail he was currently propped on he would have fallen to the ground. Each slash to his torso cut deeper wounds through his protective armor, allowing his dark blood to begin streaking the silvery surface. One of his swords elongated into a spear, and he stabbed it into the ground to act as a additional support. The shadow head sank easily through the stone. Flipping his sword about in his other hand, he slashed at Warriors chest upwards, then in a reversal sweep downwards. "I deny nothing about you. You are the one in denial, thinking you can possibly defeat my flock. As if this act would validate your false claims." He spat at her before pushing off with the spear so his tail was freed up to whip around in a additional attack with the blade tipped tentacles.

HP: 14

Hunched as he was, Warriors knee connected soundly with his chin. His head snapped upwards as a result. Warrior performed her leap, and Antarmur'ss released his hold on his spear. he hit the ground and rolled away from her blade strike. With a whip of his tail, he lashed out at her, and came to a stop on all fours like a animal.

HP: 12

Antarmur'ss waited for Warrior to come at him. His muscles poised as shadows writhed up his his wounded body. The darkness wrapped around his wounded legs to form a brace upon each of them. Thus strengthened, he was ready to roll out of the way when Warrior swept her blade up at him from the ground. He barely managed to get out of the way enough to keep the wound from cutting deeply enough to lame him further. Antarmur'ss pushed himself to his feet and hopped backwards in response to Warrior pursuing his retreat backwards. he hopped once, then with the aid of his shadow braces, he threw himself into a backwards hand spring. His feet and his tail lashed out at Warrior as he preformed the hand spring.

HP: 9
Antarmur'ss could have felt satisfaction at the success of sending Warrior flying into the stone. Yet he could feel nothing at that moment other then pain and the irritating feeling that his attention needed to be elsewhere. The force of the light and flames that Warrior summoned caused him to narrow his eyes. Not in anger, but in a need to protect his glowing purple orbs. The darkness burned away from him as the flames rushed over him. He hissed and placed a hand over his eyes. With his other hand he made a gesture upwards. The darkness clinging to the stone that Warrior had just struck rose up to try and slam against her from behind.

HP: 7
Antar could not help it. His head started to tilt as he started to peer through the darkness. What was it that called him so strongly? Warriors slap to his chest brought his attention back to her, and he frowned as he moved to avoid her sword strike. It was the light from the flames that hurt him worse then the actual blade itself when she sliced into him. He managed to snap his sword down to meet her blade after it slashed between two of his ribs. Grunting in pain, he pushed against her weapon to get it out of the dangerous gap, and lashed up with a kick of his leg at her own chest.

HP: 3

There was something very wrong..very..very wrong...back at his camp. Despite being under attack by Warrior, as he finally realized what it was that was distracting, he actually turned away from her. The arch of flame struck him full force. Followed by the slash of her blade, Antarmur'ss was thrust backwards. he hit the ground hard enough to crack stone. metal grated over rock as he slid several feet backwards. His attention was no longer on Warrior at all. He pushed his free hand against the ground, his blade was held loosely to the side as he half turned away from Warrior. He had no interest in the battle any longer, the Darkness God had no interest in attempting to turn this fight around for a victory. No. His attention was firmly fixed on returning to his camp. Antar made a flicking motion with his sword, a arch of darkness sliced through the air in the wake of the gesture in an attempt to knock Warrior back away from him.

HP: 0

Antarmur'ss legs were swept out from under him. He hit the ground, then the blade pierced through him. His teeth bared in a blood stained grimance as the stone crumbled and they fell through to the stoney cavern below. The light from her blade was too bright for his darkness to pierce, so with a force of pure will, he bent his knees up between them. He braced his feet against Warriors body and kicked himself downwards off her blade. The moment he succeeded in his endevor, Antar threw his arms out to his sides. The darkness flared out behind him. Rippling like a cloak, they momentarily resembled dragon like wings. Then they folded about him to rip him from the battle field and back to his camp where his presence, he felt, was far more needed.