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	Sahale looked at the others who seemed to come in at different angles around the twilight dragon knight when they stepped through the portal. From the looks of things, the others were preparing to engage, a few in a stance already, and some concealing what types of weapons they had at their disposal behind their coverings, not a bad opening strategy anyway. Sahale tapped the back of his sword against his right shoulder as he stood there casually, he looked over to where Ryba was and gave a sly smile and a short wave. [color=9932CC]"Hey, gorgeous, just for the record, let's hold off on that whole 'gutting me' proposal on this round, eh?"[/color] he shouted with a wink.

	Sahale scanned around the battlefield, looking for any signs of vegetation.....which there were none. [color=9932CC]"How bothersome,"[/color] he muttered to himself. [color=9932CC]"Alright then, ready whenever. One hell of a way to start off one's incarceration, but its better than rotting in a cell,"[/color] he said as he drew his sword, holding it in his right and and keeping the sheath in his left in a backward blade like grip. He set his stance perpendicular to his enemy, right shoulder towards the knight and his blade held out towards him, though not fully extended. He kept his left arm at his left side, the sheath still in his hand and behind his back. Though he was in a stance, his body posture still seemed to be fairly casual and loose, knees slightly bent.