Dark Valarinth growled a bit as the courtyard area by the fountain became a barren land for magic.<br/>"Spreading the magic away from the area will harm you just as much as myself.  But I will show you just how futile your efforts are."  He mentioned as he shifted form back into his original state and transmuted some of his own essence into mana which he crafted into a pair of shimmering swords, one purple, the other green.<br/>"You chose to use light and dark, I choose no such preference."  He smiled, launching himself at Caludar and clashing blades with him.  "I will admit that was a pretty powerful spell you cast, but even still...you'll never defeat me and neither will that bitch Valarinth.  You've stood in my way for the last time Caludar!"  He screamed out as he swung deadly sword slashes against Cal in a barrage of fierce power and skill.