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Dawn never saw the wall of wind coming, and almost was knocked flat by the sudden pressure. Almost. His shadow, still barely intact, took the brunt of the blow for the last time before dispersing around him, leaving the impression of purple flames dancing around him as he closed the final few feet with his opponent. He cut into his opponent with his full strength, feeling the blade cut into his opponent's ide even though his block was up. Dawn spun to face his wounded opponent, panting heavily from his exertion. His arms felt numb. He wondered whether the man would be able to continue fighting with that kind of injury or not....

"Gah!" Dawn fell backwards, no shadow to protect him from the spears as they cut into his shoulders and thighs. He fell backwards, keeping any of the blows from being to deep yet still getting hit pretty badly as he fell back, landing on his back. He coughed up blood as blood pooled from his numerous wounds, yet miraculously none of them seemed to be mortal. Coughing up blood he sat up so he face his opponent, supporting himself with his right arm which had come out of the fight in decent shape. He was panting from exhaustion, his sword still clenched in his fist as he sat there, glaring up at his opponent. Was it over......?

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Dawn sighed gently as he looked down at his handiwork. After finishing patching up his own wounds and making sure he was all right, he had set about bandaging his "friend" here. Surprisingly, the man's injuries had not been nearly as serious as Dawn had thought they would've been, but he attributed that to luck more than anything else. The man now had several bandages wrapped around his side and chest where he had been hit, as well as a wet cloth draped over his forehead. Dawn had been fortunate, fighting so near a stream and forest. He had plenty of supplies all around him, and after getting up and about it hadn't taken him long to patch the two of them up and get a small fire going. Sighing once more he sat down next to the fire and watched his opponent silently. It had been a while since he had fought anyone that close to his own abilities, and he was kind of looking forward to talking to the man once he awoke....

The glow of fires spreading through the forest matched the rage of red eyes high above. Ka'rinth used the intense heat of the fires to lift himself high and began to glide in a large circle on the thermal. He looked at the fire carefully and noticed that there were actually two, and one was heading towards his home. He sighed in annoyance at having his hand forced so that by saving his new home he risked exposing his return. Dark wings tilted and a black blur sped towards the ground ahead of the fire before Ka'rinth landed a hundred yards ahead of the blaze. He began focusing as the heat and smoke spread towards him, neither was any concern compared to actual fire so he ignored both as he channeled his earth magic and began the tedious task of spreading his aura out far enough to match the fire that was moving towards him.

By the time the fire had reached him he was prepared and allowed earth magic to lash out of his aura and then forward in something akin to a wave. The ground his aura touched would ripple before rising in a wave that lifted trees and dirt before folding them over the fire and smothering it. This would leave a large scar on the land where trees were up rooted and then partially buried but it would stop a large section of the fire from spreading onwards. The fire could still move out but Ka'rinth knew this area and a river would protect one side of his home, while a series of creeks and evergreens would ultimately stop the other side of the fire. Aside from the protection of his crops though, the dark man had no cares for what happened to these or any other lands.

Dawn blinked as the man jumped up, cursing out loud to himself. He sat there for several minutes silently, watching the man as he paced back and forth along the shore. He continued his vigil for a few more minutes before asking softly. "So, you're all right then?" he asked, hoping for some kind of response. He didn't know what his next move would be, but for some reason it felt inappropriate for him to leave before ensuring the other man's safety....

Marius glanced at the man when he was asked if he was all right and stopped his pacing. His eyes swept the scene as though really just seeing it for the first time before he said, " Who the hell are you? If you must know I'm injured and healing, least that's what I feel like." That was all he would say, it would seem to most as though he were either hiding something or planning with his short question and direct answer. His eyes were greenish in the fire light as mud fell away from spots of his hair to reveal patches of dirty blue. Marius was thinking quickly to figure out how to not reveal his secrets while cursing himself for going so long without noticing the man.

Rayn kept herself quiet, as she rubbed her backside. The skin appeared to be bruised, but not broken. She hissed quietly, her muscles burning, and aching.

She looked around her, and took a dash to a more covered area. Bushes, large plantlife and the like to cover her body decently. Only the more she ran into the brush, the more she would find herself among things that crawled, and bit, and scratched at her.

Now it was Dawn's turn to look at the man with a mixture of disgust and confusion. "I'm sorry. I'm afraid I have difficulty being courteous with a man who tried to kill me for no reason other than his own personal satisfaction. I tend to show as much courtesy as another shows me, so forgive me for being rude. I am known simply as Dawn." he finished with saying his name, sighing softly as he leaned back. He knew he should've left when he had the chance....