<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff99">Illian saw the blow coming and raised his knife to block it, the clash of metal ringing out as the two weapons collided. For a split second their bodies were pressed against together, the knives trapped between them, before he sprung back, accidentally leaving a small opening for attack before he was out of safe distance. He felt her second blade bite into his arm as he moved away, and when he landed he looked at the damage. It was a long, shallow cut, probably about two inches across on his upper arm. The pain he felt from it made him feel alive, and he smiled over at her, his grin turning almost feral. </span>