Clara had no choice but to head forward since she could see little to nothing behind her. She knew that she was walking into a trap and hoped she was strong enough to fight off any attacks. She knew that Art would be where she was in no time so she was not too worried as she pushed the door open. The room she walked into looked like a place where someone would spar. The scones in the walls were lite allowing her to see the circle engraved into the dirt floor.<br/><br/>She cautiously made her way into the room and looked for her opponent. Soon an eerie laugh boomed out all around her making the hair on the back of her neck stand on end, "For something of a pure blood line your sneeking skills are poor. Though you are pretty for a human." He laughed again as the sadows on the wall across from her pulled forward and formed the shape of a man.<br/><br/>She could not make out any features on him but she knew he was no ally, "What are you playing at here? What can you accomplish by seperating me and Ar.. the man from me?" Her grip on her sword tightened as he laughed mockingly, "I get you alone." His voice almost sounded like a purr to her but made her sick to her stomach, "It will not take him long to find me." She could tell as the shadow wavered slightly that he was smiling, "I'm sure it wouldn't but I had my friends go and... show him the way." He strode forward as he unsheathed a broad sword, "Lets dance, you and I." His sword came down with crushing speed and Clara could only pray that Art would get her fast as she swung her sword up to block.