[color=990000][h2][center]Sayuri[/center][/h2][/color]
She had to admit he was fast. Skilled with that dagger too. She smiles, [color=990000]"You may not be weak without your magic. Unfortunately there is a difference between us,"[/color] her smailes widens. She dashes forward slashing their blades clashing, [color=990000]"My magic is just used to enhace my fighting abilities and you seem out of practice!'[/color]

She continues her attack pushing him on the defensive. Despite several taunts he throws at her she ignores them. With one attack her foot slips giving him an oportunity to strike back. The srike was deadly accurate. Suddenly feeling came rushing back. Blades biting into her back, laying unable to protect her firends, her life slipping away. She regains her footing ignoring the pain of the odd angle, [color=990000]"NO!! I refuse to die here!"[/color] she manages to dodge the main force of the blow taking a gash deep cut to her upper arm. She raises her sword and brings it down into his shoulder. She takes a couple step foward pushing him towards the cliff, [color=990000]"You know what, I kinda hope I see you again. So I can beat you again with your magic,"[/color] she pushes him back towards the cliff pulling her blade out of his shoulder.

[color=336699][h2][center]Masahiko[/center][/h2][/color]
He sighs and starts walking, [color=336699]"To be honest, I have no idea if either of them were involved. I plan to figure that out soon. It'll have to be just the two of us until it's sorted out. I also had a couple nomenies in mind for the 3 empty seats that I was actually going to bring up at some point but that is for a later date. Come on we need to assess damages,"[/color] he turns to see if anyone was following.

[color=330099][h2][center]Edolas Sayuri[/center][/h2][/color]
[color=330099]"The kindness of our previous rulers? The [i]kindness[/i]?"[/color] She calmly sets the pen down and closes the book. Standing she removes her jacket revealing a large x shaped scar across her back and numerous along her upper arms. Looking him in the eye she continues her voice lounder then she meant, [color=330099]"All I remember of them are the wounds covering my father from tourture after false accusations of treason. Those and these scars I have from the former royal soldiers that used my hometown as a base. Several did this to me and my sister for getting to close to a group discussing what their next move would be. So no I don't remember any of their [i]kindness[/i]. I've learned to judge a person for their actions [i]not[/i] by what they say. So yes I dare say she needs to prove herself to me."[/color]