Alyon did the only thing she could, she lifted her leading foot and let her body fall to the side so that she would eventually land behind the cloaked attacker. It was just enough as the sword came straight past her hip penetrating the air where she was standing... but their fight didn't end there.

When Alyon landed on the floor she hit her shoulder with a heavy thud, as she watched the man repositioned his grips on his swords and swung around with a wide arc, spinning his body towards her. In order to defend herself she lifted her blade with her right hand and created a block by placing her left palm on the flat edge near the tip. The two scimitars landed on the obstructing long sword with a violent clash and she could feel the weight of his swing against her own strength.

[color=7ea7d8][b]"Who are you?!"[/b][/color] she demanded hastily as she held up against the onslaught of an attack, [color=7ea7d8][b]"And why are you trying to kill us?"[/b][/color]

His glare pierced into her eyes as if to try and comprehend the complexity of such a simple question. [b]"A daughter of the Pyres and yet you don't know nothing?"[/b] He chuckled as he leaned in so that his face was closer to hers. [b]"It was your father's own foolish fault for why your mother came to this Crypt those many years ago. Hahaha, She had no idea what she was getting herself into."[/b]

As if to break the moment, the Crypt began to rumble the moment Fraya entered the Artifact chamber. Dust and dirt began to fall from the ceiling, allowing Alyon a good distraction point for her to break away with a roll from her enemy. [color=7ea7d8][i]How does he know about my parents?[/i][/color] she wondered as she stood up into a crouching position with her sword ready for a possible round 2.