Athinar grinned, even though the Vampyr, by all accounts, had him in position to end the battle right then. Letting go of the sword, and leaving it in the wall, Athinar clapped slowly, shaking his head.

[color=Red]"It does seem that you
have cornered me, Childe of Dark.
Not good enough, though."[/color]

As he said this, the Blade of the Void appeared in empty air beside where the arrow would be, and swinging it with an infinitesimal flick of his wrist, he hopefully severed it in two. Making it slash downward, Athinar hoped the Blade would cut through the bow, or at least the strings. It wouldn't do to kill the Vampyr now, would it? [color=Red][i]Let's have some fun, though.[/i][/color]

Yanking the katana out of the wall, Athinar kept the Blade slashing, until he slowed it down, and kept it floating horizontally between the Nosferatu and himself. Staring at the Vampyr above the edge of the incorporeal sword, Athinar's red eyes glittered with amusement. He wouldn't attack with the Blade now, because it wouldn't be fun. However, he did need to get rid of the bow, if it was still intact. 

With a slick, smooth voice, that of an otherworldly being, Athinar asked, [color=Red]"Young Vampyr, what is your name? I would know who I fight. Mine is Athinar."[/color]