The blade's impact tore against the man's body and he coughed out blood, a thin stream running down over his bottom lip as his eyes narrowed. Holding the blade he grimaced. "For the Kingdom! Down with Tyrants!"<br/><br/>The man made a flourishing twist with the rapier in hand and thrust it right up at Gabriel's neck. No feint this time, and Gabriel had barely the time to react, it was so fast. The thrust could have been very nasty, but instead it ended up scratching against the armor, the magic even keeping it from leaving a lasting mark on the metal.<br/><br/>As the blade was pushed aside Lady Luna's lips parted in a short utterance of a spell, and her eyes narrowed into a sharp glare at the man, who let out a scream as his arm's sleeve burst on fire and the fire quickly spread to the arm itself, both copiously wet with spilled ale or wine it seemed. The man shaking his arm to rid himself of the fire burning on his flesh, the flame seeming to die out as soon as Lady Luna had to blink though.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">With your next strike the combat with at least this man should be over, from the looks of it he wont have the strength to put up a larger fight, he's already staggering.</div></div>