Raion dodged Tyme's swords easily, and with his free hand punched him hard in the face. As the ice shards came toward him he smirked.<br/>"Still using the old tricks my friend?" He twisted his sword around him shielding from the ice chips.<br/>A red liquid seeped from his left shoulder, he looked briefly. A deep cut stained his arm. He smiled a little.<br/>"You have surprised even me," He looked at Tyme, "You never hit me so quick. Have you finally filled your hate for me?"<br/>He clutched his sword, his body trembling with adrenaline. Shadows came from under his feet, reaching toward everything.<br/>"Engulf..."<br/>The shadows took everything in possession. It was pitch black, this was Raion's created territory, he had the advantage...for now.