Dang picked himself up off the ground, content that he could leave the dragon and the assassin here and pursue the thief. He knew they noticed him, but it did not mattter for they wre busy with eachother, He dropped off into the darkness, Wincing as he expected pain in his back but then realizing the seriousness of the cut, It was magic that had made that hurt so, of that he was sure.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are... you dirty thief!"

"I'm right here", shade said as his blade flashed in the darkness, barely blocked in time to save Dang's head. Dang then slid his blade down in a parry like motion, knocking the thief less off balance than a parry at impact would have. It was enough to allow Dang an attack with his pike and no fear of a block. He jabbed Shade with the tip and did a fair amount of damage for a single attack, but minor flesh wounds such as that would not keep the enchanted thief down and he struck with Vargas once again, Knocking Dang over as he barely put his sword in the way soon enough for a guard.

"Look at you, on the ground before me. You should have minded your own business Vigilante."

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