"You know what?" Reese adjusted the sights in his mask and ran a quick electric jolt through himself. "I could do this all day." The duel continued, each opponent attacking and countering each other's moves. As it went on, the suns in the sky began to set, painting the sky several hues of red, orange, and yellow. Nekoluga was still watching attentively, unmoved from his spot. Cyan and Clara were still waiting inside. Clara, having waited what became hours, dragged Cyan to the back doors to witness the current events; she began to make what she could of a yawn herself. Mortar and Reese continued to fight, hurling round objects and loud gunshots at each other. Both began to tire, each swing and movement becoming more slow and energy-consuming than before. Mortar flung a large iron ball at Reese, falling short in front of his target. Reese, drawing out his NME, fired two shells at Mortar, both of which flung several feet above; he yawned, shaking his arms a bit as he did so. Clara and Cyan, amazed by how long the fight prolonged, became quickly irritated.