[i][b]"Mad? No. Irritated about a coward who relies on magic? Perhaps."[/b][/i] [i]The knight chuckled, relying on Ian's sprinting to his advantage as he began to slowly approach, clutching his halberd tightly.[/i] [i]The woman drew both her longsword and dagger, as she quickly descended upon Dmitri. She swung to his left shoulder with the sword, her hand with the dagger immediately spiraling towards his stomach. He'd have to allow himself to be wounded somewhere.[/i]