"I gave up nobility a long time ago priestess.  I can act like a gentleman when I want, but for now I think I'll just be a royal ass."  He laughed at her as she rode away and told her she declined his offer.  "So be it, I'll see to it that you both suffer."  The Forsaken summoned his undead nightsaber and rode it hard toward the pair aiming his glowing eyes toward the priestess sister and beginning to chant.<br/><br/>"Dark flames of sacred fire, rise from the depths of black hell and engulf this priestess of the light, show her now the might of the shadow."  Slipping into shadow form, Silven chackled and unleashed a black holy fire upon the maiden of Elune.  It had taken him two years to figure out how to unleash that spell, but finding a shadow version of a holy based attack was well worth it.  "Give in Priestess, you two are already too weak to continue to stand against me and I have plenty of mana potions."  Silven chuckled opening his cloak to reveal it was lined with numerous vials of mana.<br/><br/>Breaking off from the pair he darted into the woods, just in range to cast spells and be seen by the two.  Though it would make it much harder for any of them to get a good shot off of each other.