Dimitri smirked as he noticed Aidon join the fray out of the corner of his eye. His relief was short lived as Trick dodged his attack and retaliated with a blow of his own. The cut on his arm burn horribly as the fire served to cauterize his flesh. While this meant that his wounds would not bleed, Dimitri also knew that this meant that there was a high probability of infection if he didn't tend to his arm soon. He snapped back to avoid receiving another blow, but he quickly darted forward again, refusing to give Trick any other openings. This time rather than going for the linear attacks Dimitri went for the unorthodox and frankly downright dirty. Dimitri shot his arm forward, sending the weapon, though his target was not actually flesh. Instead Dimitri stabbed at the open air directly between Trick's legs, then with both hands he yanked upwards sharply to send the flat of the blade into the wizard's groin. Even though he didn't actually attack with the sharp portion of the blade Dimitri knew that what he was doing was petty, cruel, and violated the most sacred of the unspoken rules of male combat, but it was something that needed to be done. "[b][color=00746b]DON'T GIVE HIM AN OPENING![/color][/b]" Dimitri barked to Aidon as he swung he weapon upwards.