Clang! – that’s a sound of glanced/repeated metal. It was a metal dart, thin as nail , long as index finger.It landed before him. He smirked as he saw the charactter coming from the fog. He corrected the leather gauntlets he wear. And stood up.

-Ah your standard welcome , isn't it?
-Shut up.And fight.
-Ah you and your stubborness... you know it will leads to abyss too?
-I dont care!

The character before him was an anthro beaver , he weared similar gauntlets as he did.ONly they were longer, and darkred, while his were black.He was a an anthro hare.

-very well.

He spread slightly his hands and  5 long blade emerges quicckly from each of his gauntlers and spread like fans.
the badger did same. And they began to fight. first he swing his blades at the fox , fox blocked this move and attacked with his second sets of blades, it wasnt looking like real fight, but more of a dance, a very quick dance.

Each hit of the metal causes sparks , fro the distance you could only see the tiniy flash lights in the fog, a with every next hit, there was more sparks.

Th badger threw few darts at hare.Who he hit them away.

-tired?
-never!
They kept fighting , until one of the fallen and rolled back , finally.Hare managed to hit the badger in the side.

-Argh!! he shrieked.Yet he recovered quickly and continued the fight.

- why you wont give up?
Thier blades connected an they were forced to by close.
- why i  should? He replied and blocked hare's darts.


- you want to be so righteours, you think you can change us.Then you want to destroy us. You know you will fail.

Two sets of darts fled at each other and hit,causing to fell down.

-I have seen enough!Using the talents which you gained at the order for your own pleasures?

Hare made a salto back to avoid clash of the blades.

-Order? Pleasures? Pffffft! He swishes his claws in a rage.rotating toward his opponent.

- You are all misunderstood. The world isnt about Good or Justice, it's about survival! You think fight is goddamn "Art". But fight is a tool!!We join there to prepare for the life and it's grim tricks, not to become holy warriors!.

Beaver jumped forward t hare with his claws directed at him.

-You are wrong. I have choosen my path, you could change yours ,there's no way back for me now.

Hare avoided it easily by leaping back.

-Fool! Stupid fool!The hare went rage and...  Urghll! - He saw blades coming from his stomach.

Beaver said nothing.

-Have you... just tricked ....?
Beaver said nothing.
-So righteous... ..yet.. to win... and he passed away.


   Toy put back the orb on it's place.She left the room.She learned to control her feelings, at least she thought so.When she was walking in the grim corridor she got used to weird noises which haunted this corridor.She looked through the window, if she was more obserwant she would notice a mark.. of burned ground. there's was barely visible trace made of a black ash, trace of a cross on one of the end there were five very rusted blades laying on the ground .

   Castle doesnt like traitors.