Measha grasped his bloody arm. [b]"Just perfect"[/b] Axcel then charged forward, thus putting Measha on the defensive. Now aware of the daggers he blocked Axcel's attacks and avoided the daggers as best he could, the speed making up for his numb arm, but he couldn't find a chance to attack. An opening eventually presented itself and Measha kicked Axcel in the chest, sending him back only a couple feet, but one of the daggers was now speeding towards his leg. Measha leaped into the air, avoiding one dagger but leaving him vulnerable to the other, which was now speeding towards him. He spun midair, causing the dagger to pierce the arm it had slashed before. Measha grimaced from the attack as he landed some yards away from Axcel. [b]"I guess i'll just have to fight you from here."[/b] He said with arrogance, hiding the pain from his voice. Fear and doubt were unknown in his mind at the moment. Standing up straight, he took his fighting stance once more, except now his damaged arm was behind his back, and would remain there for the rest of the fight. [b][i]"Flaming Fists: Flame Cloak!"[/i][/b] Measha shouted, fire engulfed his body like a suit of armor. 

Measha began to gracefully throw kicks and few punches towards Axcel from his position, the fire surrounding his body extending a far distance towards the Guildmaster in the shape of a fist or kick. The floating daggers were much easier to avoid from this distance. Each time Axcel came within striking range Measha would sprint out of the way using his speed, avoiding the daggers and simultaneously launching punches and kicks of pure flame towards him. This tactic kept Axcel away and allowed Measha to focus on avoiding the daggers but it also locked the two into a ranged combat. It was a stalemate. Measha had to devise a plan and act on it before his magic was depleted and the effects of Sam's ice shard wore off. At this rate both would occur very soon, and leave Measha completely vulnerable. 

[b]"Only three places too attack from huh?"[/b] Measha shouted before abandoning his previous strategy and dashing straight towards Axcel. He leaped into the air above him. [i][b]"Flame Clones!"[/b][/i] Whilst in the air three clones dropped down and engaged Axcel. [b]"Now i've got fifteen!"[/b] he shouted, landing a distance away. The Guildmaster was now being attacked from all over, but the clones didn't inherit Measha's speed and were considerably weaker than him, so the combat was more or less even. Axcel along with the advantage of his daggers made short work of the clones. [b]"Axcel!"[/b] Measha shouted from afar, catching his attention. He stood still, now gripping Sam's icicle in his right hand, and locked eyes with Axcel when suddenly a fourth clone fell from above and grabbed him from behind! Measha smirked, [b]"Gotcha,"[/b] and sprinted with amazing speed towards the Guildmaster, but to his dismay the effects of Sam's ice shard had worn off just as he began to move. [b]"Dammit! Not good!"[/b] Measha was now sprinting at normal speed, both daggers now aiming for him. If he didn't make his move now, Axcel would break loose and Measha would lose the fight for sure. [b]"Don't let me down Sam!"[/b] he shouted before leaping into the air and launching the icicle towards Axcel whilst being stabbed from both sides by the floating daggers, one in his good arm, the other his leg. Measha fell to the floor as the icicle impaled Axcel's shoulder. The flame clone that held the Guildmaster in place gripped the icicle, causing it to melt. Measha did as Sam instructed and curled up on the floor, preparing for impact.