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Quin bounded back wards in a leap, landing he had his staff in front of him ready to defend, but he saw how Jay has built up too much momentum and was having difficulties bringing it back. "Tragic, pain, life, all go hand in hand, but under your curse she could be brutally torture and live, she could be beheaded and live, she could have her bodies growth excelerated like Mordrids to where she is an old woman. Would you want to wish that fate on anyone? Your own daughter, to allow for something like that to happen." He found his opening as Jay was swinging. Charging in he dug the tip into the ground to launch him into a kick, he aimed for his jaw.

Quin used the counter momentum of hitting Jay's shoulder to push himself back, turning his head face the ground as his body spun under him to land solidly. "Thank you, as you can see I am very much the Harlequin, and doubly so the b*****d." Idely he held the staff, cradeling it in his arms, "It must be a relief to have such a strong clan then."

Quin shook his head, standing still as Jay rushed him, it was only once he had started to cartwheel that he moved, now cradeling the staff in one arm he side steped out of the way and twisted his body. As Jay came close he grabbed what appendage he could and directed his momentum to slam him into the ground. Finding he held his arm he stomped his foot down where the shoulder conected to the arm. Holding his staff spear like he pressed it against Jay's throat. "A fun match, but you like to put too much effort behind your attacks." So as to catch him unaware he pivoted on his foot that held Jay's shoulder down abd ket the force of gravity work for him as he dropped kneed first into his midsection.

Quin felt the punch hit his neck, but he wasn't one to stop what he was doing, his body moved automaticly as the full force of his body crashed into Jay's. When his mind regained he crouched ontop of him, his knee while pressing into his sternum while the heel of his foot was posed just above his crotch. Hitting both of Jay's hands with his staff so he would lose his grip on his weapon, moving it out of the way he brought the staff back and placed it at the point where the skull conects with the neck. "Try anything funny and you won't be able to walk out of here." He gave a little pressure so it became harder to breath, even more so with the weight pressed onto his chest.

"Because you have proven yourself more the fool in this fight then I. Do you submit?" He added a little pressure to his heel, "Or would you like me to stand up and we can start a new?" He pressed harder with the pole against his neck, "But you seem a little short on breath, maybe you could use a break?"

"That would be a weakness which I have used against you this time. Think not you are still not a fool, you agreed to my terms in this duel and this is what we have, maybe after I have gained some compentency in the arcane we can see what would happen, but for this day you have lost."

"That may be in some strange way, but if you were foolish to try you would find yourself short of air and lacking the ability to produce any more children." Quin rose up from his crouched position. "It was a decent fight, but I must say it lasted longer then any fight should." He walked off the field and headed home.

Ban walked into the stadium, his eyes casting around. His teeth gritted together as he gazed around. Noone. He let out a scream of helplessness as his hands were balled up tightly. He turned his head one way and then another. Nothing, no one. He needed to fight, he needed to let this rage out. If he didn't, he would kill something. He then thought about the open field. Could he hit anything there? Maybe a lone tree or two...yeah...that might be better than destroying the stadium. People might get mad. And so he set out, searching for someplace to fight, with himself, or with others. He wasn't sure really at the moment.