"[i]Too sure of yourself."[/i] Vôluk-Dal responded. He reached around and grabbed the Guardian by the back of his neck, and threw him in the air in the direction he came. But while he was still in the air, his sword became a fiery whip like blade. He slashed it in the air at the Guardian. It hit him square on, slamming him into the ground. With his free hand, he focused his Solar energy into his palm, it becoming a glowing orange claw of fire. Then he pressed down on his chest where the sword had struck, cauterizing it. He focused back on the Guardian that had now gotten up. He could take a hit, that was for sure. Men'kaar dashed past him with incredible speeds, his sword surging with Arc energy. "[i]You're mine!"[/i] he cackled. Their swords clashed in an array flames and bolts. "[i]You're a fast one! It will make killing you all the more enjoyable!"[/i]