Sent from afar (anyone, max 5. Bring a mount aswell, or find one...))

Ora's movements were heavy and his breath quick. The domensian appeared to be the same, his breath rasping in Ora’s face as they continually blocked each others attacks. The warrior had gained unbelievable strength during their fight, and his unexpected ferocity had worn Ora down. It was definitely the most vicious battle he had undergone.

Ora went for the chest and swirled his sabre around for an uppercut, but Link XI staggered back and stuck his weapon into the ground. Ora blinked in confusion.

"Have you had enough?"

The sheikah hater glared at Ora. "We cannot go on like this. We must end this stupid battle... Only one will make it out alive, and that's where it ends-"

Ora went into a warrior’s stance, his blade pointing horizontally into the sky. "You cannot hold this grudge forever, domensian."

Link XI sighed. “You are right. Sheikahs may be my sworn enemies, but you are only half sheikah. I will let you go for now...but be warned, you are the only one who has called me
A Leinathan and lived. Now go, before I decided to end this another way"

Ora stared at the domensians face. Though he was wearing a mask, he could sense his feelings. He bowed and did a strange salute with his weapon, spinning it in the air and stabbing it into the ground. It was a sign of respect for ones that the sheikah had acknowledged as a good fighter.

"So be it. May we meet again....Link?"

Ora walked away, over to a battered and bruised Tsuukai and Zeliro. The bat hybrid coughed, and then addressed Ora.

"So it's over. I think I'll soon be able to get away from here on my own."

Ora nodded solemnly. "That's good. Are you okay Tsuukai?"

The thief smiled grimly. "Apart from almost losing my head, I'm fine. At least we don't have to worry about vampires anymore..."

Ora rubbed his arm, wincing as he saw the bite marks on Tsuuka's neck. "Well, at least you aren't a vampire...."

Zeliro scowled. “Thanks for that, Ora! I could have easily opened your neck just as they did...."

Ora grinned. "Sorry. Well anyway, I should be going. It was nice to meet both of you...."

The boy turned to see Cloud's nose right in his face. The horse’s thoughts pronounced that he was relatively amused.

Ready yet, little ninja?

Ora dusted off his hands and sheathed his weapon, a twinkle in his eye. Yes...Now let's get away from this place...

Ora leapt onto Cloud's back, and as soon as he did so the stallion neighed and tore off into the sunset. Ora looked back to see two figures walking their own ways, and a winged horse standing proudly over its land.

Link XI stood and watched the sheikah ride off into the distance on his white stallion. He retrieved his Bloodsaber from the ground and was about to call Anope when the wolf’s voice entered his mind.

You let the sheikah live? And not as an enemy? You are a bigger man than I thought Kinos.

He let out a smile. It’s Link XI. Suddenly his thoughts became more serious. And where did those vampires go to without even a word of goodbye? Was my help meaningless to them?

In his mind the wolf let out a sigh. They must have had their reasons.

That still doesn’t answer my questions. Anyway how’s your injury?

It shall heal soon. Though it causes a pain that I would rather be without, curse that thief.

Link XI whipped round from the direction he was walking and saw the thief going in another direction. He walked up behind the human and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned his head as said; “Yes? What is-“

He was stopped by a fist to the nose, sending him to the ground. “That’s what you get for attacking what you do not know” He said as he turned his back on the man and clicked his fingers. In an instant the sound of hooves was heard and the domensian lept backwards and landed neatly on Anope’s back. He turned her and together they set off to where the wolf lay in wait.

Foolish humans.

OoC: Yay, my first complete battle.