As Ebonshield darted to the far side of the arena, the shadow stood upright again, aggressively clanging its weapon into its shield. In the other corner, the batpony swallowed and then hunched down on her forelegs. With a loud grunt, she kicked her hind legs in the air, the blades snapping out -- and staying out, too, as she brought her legs back down and stood in the sand on the dagger-tips. She repeated the same motion with her forelegs, and she was standing on sharp metal stilts, raised up higher than before. A quick flap of her wings, and the blades on those snapped out to an extended length as well.