While all was good for that moment, Blake knew he was not out of the woods just yet. As more spikes arose from the ground, they coiled around him like snakes. His arms, his body were bound save for his legs. He could not even move his sword. Not that it mattered, of course...<span style="font-style: italic">"I told you. I'm no genius, but i don't need to be.... Now fall!!!"</span>As Galling screamed, Blake could only laugh as this man charged at him, like a falcon overtaking its prey.<br/><br/>"Yes... But it shall be YOU shall fall, you cocky knight! Did you think these lights were for show?" Blake asked, laughing as the knight drew near. "Well time for my own checkmate!" As the knight's sword was aimed for Blake's arm, spinning frantically did the light, a barrier of white light between Blake and this knight. "It was a nice try, I must admit. But I guess this silly game is not over..." Blake said, his tone filled with remorse. As the barrier shattered the spikes coiling around Blake's body, they danced around Sir Gallin, trapping the man in a dome. "Get out of that if you can..."