He's fast, Zachary thought silently as he watched Ronin's movements. Very fast, even. I think he could even give Zorlo a run for his money in speed, but I'm not too sure about that, the ice innate thought as he moved the flat side of his sword to block an oncoming thrust from his foe. "But speed doesn't' mean everything," the ice fighter told himself as he spun quickly and swung his blade hard towards his the thief.

Ronin held his swords up and blocked the rune sword, but was sent skidding on the heels of his shoes backwards a few feet. Even though Leos wasn't as physically strong as some warriors, the weight of his blade provided enough force to produce momentum when it hit a foe, or in this case his foe's weapons. The ice innate's spin continued until his sword dragged lightly along the ground and the swordsman's spin finished, staring at the green haired youth.

With a mighty heave, the ice warrior lifted his sword in front of him, ready to strike at his nearby foe. The cool breeze of the coming storm allowed the red haired warrior's body to relax slightly. If there was anything he hated, it was the heat here. Heat, he could have surely lived without, but the nearing rains meant another thing. Well, the normal thing they meant, anyway: terrain advantage.

The wind innate didn't take long to recover and was almost striking at the ice warrior moments after being struck back. The green haired youth's blades cut through the air with all speed, forcing the ice innate to move his sword quick as he could to block and deflect them. Several attacks from Ronin slipped past Leos' guard, leaving a few small cuts along the boy's arms and upper body, but that was all they were: cuts.

He doesn't seem to be all that strong either. In physical strength, we seem about even. Maybe I can use this to my advantage, the ice warrior told himself as he rashly swung his sword down towards Ronin, who hopped out of the blade's path. Leaving no time to recover, the thief charged at the ice fighter again, who quickly manipulated the runes on his sword and created two ice shards that he quickly sent towards the green haired fighter.

With the flick of his wrist, the wind elemented warrior cast the shards aside, but it bided the swordsman all the time he needed to turn his body and swing his sword horizontally at the wind innate. Ronin was all too prepared for this and quickly unleashed a blast of wind that threw Zachary backwards. The ice innate hit the ground and rolled backwards slightly, slowly rising to his feet after hitting the ground.

Leos held his sword tightly and looked at Ronin with a feeling of pure annoyance. "I can keep this up all day, kid. If you just tell me where Zorlo is, you'll save us both a lot of time," the ice warrior called over, heaving his sword so it rested on his shoulder. The ever cooling air and the nearing rains meant that soon, no matter how powerful of a wind innate this kid was, the advantage would be Zachary's.

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Much thanks to Silver for the sweet UBW Sig. ^_^ R.I.P D.o.C. (11/15/1992-1/5/2008)
Zorlo , Zachary Leos, Monroe Vossler, Emile Velos
I have no regrets, this is my only path.
My whole life was "Unlimited Blade Works."