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Aria stepped foreward, she had to becareful, but she had an advantage over the last two, She had fought D before. She took another step then vanished it seemed, suddenly she was behind him and bringing her sword at him.

The force of Aria's sword's strike shattered the ice spear and only briefely faultered the swing, but Aria adjusted her grip and kept the swing going. As for the spear going to the back of her knee, it was knocked away by a seemingly invisable source. About a half second later, Erike appeared, two gauches in his hands, they seemed to be his weaponds of choice.

Wolf moved slowly through the darkness as his eyes reshaped to view the combatants and fallen ahead. He paused at the movements of the combatants and sat slowly on the ground. He had no interest in fighting for anyone that didn't threaten him. If this person kept the world dark for more than a couple more days then Wolf would consider fighting, after all, few plants fair well without light. His eyes and body language suggested he considered himself nothing more than a neutral observer as he studied all those in the vicinity. It had been fortunate that he had already spent days in the forest before the darkness spread, if not he might not have been close enough to sense the origin before the animals fell quiet.

Draeken barked a laugh as one of the blades struck Erikes back. He stopped an inch above the ground then and moved both his hands accordingly with lightening speed to deflect the weapons that had been thrown at him. One of them was a close call though and grazed his arm as it was sent off to the left. That one had been aimed for his neck. Draeken maintained his grin, though, and once again disappeared, three more ice spears speeding at Erike and Aria from where Draeken was just a second ago. They had been behind him.

Draeken appeared with his feet inbetween his two opponents. He grunted out a laugh then turned to the right and kicked both in front of and behind himself, aiming to deliver a heavy kick to each of their heads. Because of their height differences he was tilted slightly so that his frontward kick would be more appropriate for Ari''s height while his backwards kick more appropriate for Erike''s.

Focht remained where he had been thrown to by D. Thanks to Aria's healing, he had finally stopped bleeding but the more serious wounds were still there. If anyone checked: his pulse was very faint, almost not even noticable; his body was deathly cold; his breathing shallow; the slash on his left side was deep enough to show his ribs revealing that a few were cracked; his left arm had spiraling gashes around it that went down to the bone, rendering the arm useless; there was a hole thru him where his right kidney used to be; but the smaller cuts on his right side and hand seemed to have closed up.

Wolf's gaze moved with mild curiosity to one of the prone figures as he sniffed the air lightly at a familiar scent. He shook his head after a moment as the smell of Focht's blood filled his nose and with a soft sneeze dispelled the scent. It was familiar and he could even picture the person yet he was unsure which among the myriad memories of others fit his personal concern for this person. He was unsure if the person was friend or foe and in the long run apathetic, digging at the memories was uncomfortable and organizing them a daunting task. He smiled lightly as he shrugged away the uncomfortable burden of the past and lived in the moment focusing on nothing more than the here and now. No more pining for those that hurt him in the distant past, no more planning for the far away future, now only the present and it's pains and joys would matter to him. Not giving the injured another thought he watched what he could of the fight, his eyes regularly opened and shut various membranes to filter light spectrums and modes of vision so that he could accurately see as much of the battle as possible.

*Relinth had been standing buy watching the battle for some time now. He didn't really seem to mind the darkness at all. It was a matter of not using his eyes most of the time to sense those around him. He could go to aid Focht, but he seemed stable anyway. He would merely wait seeing how things played out*

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