Nala writhed on the ground in pain, her legs useless but she still had the function of her arms. She saw Talon getting up just in front of her and work weakly to plunge his sword. "Well that was rude!" came the exclamation from the witch and to Nala's dismay she felt heat above her and then saw her brother let go of his sword and with a yelp of pain, fall to the ground. Nala reached to her belt and pulled out her short vegetable knife, she slammed into the witch's foot with a grunt. 

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The blood hit Talon's eyes and added to the sting he felt in his hands. His body was weak and slow and not reacting to his will. He fell to the ground barely conscious, his head smacking the pavement.