Mithias had to step quick to recover when his weapon was nearly slung to the ground. Magnus was faster than him, but perhaps not overwhelmingly so. His attack had been serious, but the interception was something he was prepared for. The bullet forcefully pinging off his blade was something he was not so much expecting. Nonetheless, he kept his grip as the metal rang beautifully. He shot an annoyed glance at Lightning. That girl was exceptionally good... or lucky. Mithias was going to have to remove her from the battle. If he pretended to run away, trying to draw Magnus after him, the elder vampire would probably kill the girl just as well for having lost her value to him. There was only one other answer, and she just barely close enough. Mithias used his speed to pull up close to the girl and slash her weapon clean in half. He then pointed one of his blades at Magnus threateningly, never taking his eyes off him. "I suggest you run, girl." He bared his fangs in a sneer. "I'll deal with you later." 

Magnus wasn't taking him seriously, yet. Mithias didn't want to reveal too much of his style by attacking too frequently. He baited Magnus, running the clock like he too wasn't also almost out of time.