<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff4d">Illian ducked, trying to avoid the knife that she had flung at him. He let out a growl as he felt it cut into his flesh, nicking his collar bone. It was another small cut, but he knew that the blade had been poisoned, and so he had to finish this fast. When the blade had hit him it had deflected off of the bone, just a bit, and had fallen down around his feet. With a quick motion he dropped down and scooped up the knife, this time tossing it at her instead of into the fire with it’s twin.</span>