Leon had been about to follow up the attack when she put up the smokescreen which would have stopped everything. He didn’t expect the void walking or anything, it’s just who was stupid enough to move into a smoke screen? Running blind wasn’t exactly bright. Two can play at that game, and instead of letting himself be open while she hid her tricks he would draw his wind and start drawing the smoke to cover around him.  Funneling it around, of course this meant he couldn’t see either, but any wind user worth their merit knew how to use their senses instead of their eyes and he would let wind spiral around the arena. He’d feel the presence of everyone in the stands but on the ground it was a lot easier to figure where anyone was. Was there two presences? Whatever the case Leon would draw his wind back into them, and as she took her shot, if she took her shot, he’d send two fire blasts at either her and her clone, or just her. Depending on whether she kept it or not.<br/><br/>Risir frowned as yet another man elected to have the need to prove themselves. Tilting his head he’d shrug, “wow another knight,” he said shaking his head. “Doesn’t your kind have preaching to do for the greater good of whatever nonsense you believe in,” he asked he’d place his hands on his hips. “What rules do you want to fight by,” he asked. Of course if they went by knight rules Risir was going to be disqualified but that wasn’t important right now. The real question was the warrior going to think twice before accepting a fight with him, Risir wasn’t exactly new, and furthermore all of his loses were direct results to disqualification.<br/>