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The trees lurched forward once more, the sign of their challenge drawing closer to failure once more. Thr mage seemed to be focusing on their spell, possibly the one drawing the scenery closer and the one needed to be struck down for a success or stay of time. Salem kept a calm and stoic face as he focused more on his magic, smiling once his glaive made contact with the vampires sword. He pressed forward with his weapon, feeling the emptiness of the vampire as he let go of his sword and unbalanced Salem. The sudden shift through his off guard as the vampire flew over Salems head and landed with a devastating blow to his center back. Salem could feel his bones pop, the cracking sound of his spine as he lunged forwaed from the hit. 

He gripped his glaive with pained hands, a surge of needles shooting through his torso and down his arms and legs. Salem dug the pommel into the earth and used his weapon to help keep him upright. He turned to face the pair ensuring his back wasn't to wither of them. His breathe had quickened, trying to grasp at air that was knocked out from the blow. All he could do was maintain his hold on his magic and grow the blade a bit more as his breath grew raspy. [Color=82ca9d]"If ever there was a moment of time for you to join me, it'd be [i]now[/i] Victor."[/color]