Paul
*In short, all of the zombies were dead, including the wights. It wasn't without cost though, as Mevis gains a bite on his leg and a large bruise on his back.*

*Once you were all done, a white robed wight would walk out from the darkness. He would be a white oni, with his horns visible.*

"I am Shifu Yan Wang, of the Hurricane Fist."

*His voice would soon have the same one from before, echoing.*

"Choose one to fight, and one only."
Doris
*"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..."* The jackal muttered as the initial swarm was dealt with in full, extinguishing the blackened flames that permeated his blades. In the short moments of reprieve after the battle ended, Ashnard regarded the condition his group was in- besides Mevis, everyone seemed unharmed. That was reassuring enough of their competence, allowing himself a low sigh.

Turning to face the young macen, he reached under his cloak to procure a glass vial filled in vibrant red liquid before extending his arm and offering it to Mevis. "Drink. Before you make yourself a burden." Whether or not Mevis accepted his gesture, the beastkin's gaze would focus on the approaching wight, standing his ground. He was more than ready for another fight- even if it was entertain the necromancer's challenge for duels. And if none of his companions had stepped forward first, he would.
Jesus
"Huh that wasn't as difficult as I thought! I've fought owlbears more powerful than these guys. Well an owlbear." *Ardon would say as he began to look at his bruised knee while stretching his arms. He watched the beastkin give out what seemed to be a potion of healing judging from the red blood like liquid that he was fairly familiar with, he nodded thinking that was a good idea to copy to! Taking out two healing potions he downed it in his gullet before stepping over to Jackal drops of the red liquid still at the side of his chin as he spoke* "Hey Jackal! You feeling a bit tired? Cause I have a spell that can help with that before you start fighting with that person!" *Ardon had said with a big goofy smile on his face while placing his hand on the man's shoulder*
Nancy
*Mevis would look up to Jackal, and while grateful that he had helped and was providing aid for him, he didn't wish to become anymore of a burden to a group.*

"Thank you for your offer, your kindness is appreciated. However I do not wish to be any more of a burden to you, so you best save your vial for yourself. I can tend to my own wounds"

*With that Mevis would channel his inner chi to focus on recuperating his body* 
```2.5 mana recovered, 2/4 Air skin, 6/6 Chi flow, Breath of Life used for severe wound on leg 10/90 mana```
Doris
"Very well..." The canifor nodded at Mevis' refusal, placing the potion back under his cloak. Turning to Ardon's request next, an almost unhinged grin would curve on the jackal's lips, razor-sharp fangs flickering underneath. "Tired? I've never felt more *Alive*. Unlike our honoured Shifu over here, that is. Let us entertain his duel challenge, hm?"

Seeing as the rest of his group weren't in as good shape as he was after last fight- be it in health or magical reserves, the beastkin would be the to step forward, standing few meters from the oni wight before tipping the top of his hood. His gaze regarded the wight thoroughly, seeking the subtlest of details on the undead's body that could give any useful knowledge away. 

"Seems that I shall be your opponent, Shifu Yan." He stated with a subtle bow, preparing a martial stance.
Paul
"May everyone else please step off the arena?"

*The same feminine voice would echo again. Assuming everyone complies, the Oni would press his fist and his palm together.*

*Ashnard would notice the ever so slight clink of metal as Yan presses his fists together, and soon sees that the back of his hands are covered in metal from bracers. He soon summons a pair of butterfly swords in his hand, and gets in a stance presumably that of Wing Chun, the twin blades facing down the centerline.*
Doris
Though he might have agreed to play the necromancer's little game, Ashnard still trusted undead and their masters as far as he could throw them. A silvery glint flashed in his eye as he gazed into the wight, looking through anything metallic the master might be hiding beneath his robes. Meanwhile, he grinded his blades together, soon catching into the abyssal black flames from before which permeated his every step. Moving around his target in a circle and keeping a distance of 4m at all times, he braced himself with a Baji stance, waiting for Shifu Yan to strike first.

```Flaming blade and flowing footwork used. 5/15 Mana left.
Metal detection used```
Paul
*Shifu Yan would circle around as well, staying mobile. The canifor sees his blades briefly glow white before launching two quick mid-air slashes, and the subsequent blades flying from them. In this action though, Ashnard would be able to see a hint of metal hidden in his sleeves.*
Doris
The moment Ashnard sees the white glow, he covers his face with the wide side of his right blade before arching his body forward. A scarlet aura burst from his feet as he lunges at high speed against his opponent, the metal vision allowing him to keep track of the Shifu's hands.

Whether the air blade struck on his own weapons or the twisted carapace that laid underneath Ashnard's cloak, the impact would be minimal. The beastkin would instead counter by quickly closing in as the spell was cast, fainting an upward diagonal swing with his left blade. If the Shifu raised his weapon to guard against the incoming fire blade, he'd leave his heart exposed for Ashnard to take a quick jab with his prehensile tail stinger.

```Burst Dash used, 5/15 Mana```
Paul
*As Ashnard suddenly lunges towards his opponent, he would notice that the Shifu's left foot would be pressing down onto the stone sideways, which would cause the bluish line he was stepping on to glow white. He moves incredibly fast along said line, moving even faster than Ashnard as his own feet glow white. Both of Ashnard's lightning fast attacks are deflected by the even faster pale oni.*
Doris
That was odd. So *Something* Was up with the arcane circle they were fighting in, and Ashnard had only just begun to figure out what. He would follow the same trajectory as his foe in pursuit, not intending to give any moment to prepare another spell nor letting the shifu predict his attack patterns. 

Lunging after the wight, he would go for a jab with his left blade against the chest, keeping his right blade vertically to guard against a counterattack. If the Shifu remained on the defensive, he would instead follow up with a horizontal slash with the right blade from right to left, aiming for the neck, while his tail would attempt to sweep his left foot.
Paul
*The master would step off to his right and would deflect the jab using his left blade, and he now had access to Ashnard's back, although he can be seen shifting back slightly. After the deflection, the canifor would see the sharp blade being swung at his head.*
Doris
Instead of retreating to a more favourable position like one would expect him to do, Ashnard pivoted forward with his attack, using his tail blade to parry and even catch the wight's blade aiming for the head between serrated ends. In the meantime, he'd go for a quick and sudden elbow strike in that close distance, where his blades would aim to sever the wight's left hand by the upper side, using his full body strength in a single motion. His arm would briefly flicker with a scarlet energy as he did, and he'd fellow up with a diagonal downward slash from his right arm if the wight blocked or backed off.

```Empowered strike used. 10/15 Mana left```