[i]I suppose a sword of steel will do,[/i] Zaino thought as he felt the enemy's blood on his face trail down his cheek, glaring at the arrow pinned through his shoulder. It was a careless mistake to let himself lose focus, and-

[b]"Gah-"[/b] Zaino clenched his teeth as another sword collided against his. With both hands held, he tried to reverse the swordsman's advance, but every single moment of his left arm only forced him backwards. He maintained their standstill until his back suddenly met another's, inching his face to the side to see who it was through the end of his left eye.

[b][i]"You[/i] again,"[/b] Zaino hissed, the sight of the red-haired woman allowing him to push back the enemy's sword and disarm him. He thrust the blade deep through the man's light clothing and into where a lung was located, kicking the body forward as his back aligned with Ambra's back again. [b]"I'll bet you're the one who put this arrow through my shoulder, witch."[/b]