Claire glared at him as they fought. She was taken off guard and disarmed the sword from her grasp. She groaned and reached for it. She grabbed the sword and rolled, the two swords clanked against each other and it was her who disarmed him this time, the tip of the sword pressing against his neck. "Third time is a charm?" She said, her voice dangerously low, her eyes burning into his. "Or are you too scared to try anymore?" She asked him, wiping away the rest of the crew from her mind. It was just him and her right now as far as she was concerned.