Draiss released an observer drone, before he grinned, and let the battle high take over, rushing forward, his arms a blur as the energy blade licked out, slicing, dicing, slashing and hacking, the shield weaving, just enough to deflect the attacks from him. The drone floated upwards, and recorded the fight, for later review, as well as searching for the source of the cackling noise, scanning every known way of frequency used for vision. Draiss' mind was divided, part of him focusing on the close combat, the thrill of their weapons licking each other, barely turning aside the damage, though his armor already had a handful of scrapes, and one hole from a deflection that hadn't been quite enough. She was looking about the same, he noted with the free part of his mind, casting still and silent spells to dispel hers or to keep up with her, while half listening to the reports from the observer drone.