"Well I suppose we could stand here and observe then." Ciskel mused while he fine tuned the weight on Cicila's blades, trading a bit of hacking power for the speed of paper daggers. They were probably slicing weapons anyways.
"Shall we make a deal that we won't intefere with attempts to bring the wounded away from the battlefield then? Plus if one of these two loses control..." He stared at Eli and Klaus, who were getting progressively more scary.