"We need some healing here!" Dezil shouted. Drake could barely hear it, as he was losing conciousness due to blood loss.

This is because as the dagger flew to hit Dezil, Drake made a daring dive, pushing Dezil out of the way while he took the dagger in his left arm.

"Augh...that'll leave a mark..." he managed to say from his face-down position, the dagger lodged in his arm and blood spurting out. He clearly needed a medic.

As soon as Dezil backed off, Yngwie slammed his arms back, which, combined with the lightness his flip-belt gave him, sufficed to bring him back to his feet. He almost fell again as the effect of the two head wounds nearly dizzied him, but it passed, and then he faced Dezil.

"You tell me to leave? Boy, if you're good enough, then chase me off with your strength. Prove that you're a better guar- no, fighter, than me!"

He raised Chirijiraden to his face in a salute, then leveleed it back at Dezil.

"Du dra byeh."

Then he leapt forward, blade flashing in from the right.

OOC: Alright, I'm posting this, then editing my last one for generally posting confusion... And quick note, you said your fighting stlye, but is your sword smaller like a rapier, or larger like a broadsword?

Dezil brought his blade around and blocked Yngwie's strike at his side. Dezil said, "Geh, if it takes a battle to force you off, then I am ready to do whatever it takes to defend Lady Raine." He pushed back hard against Yngwie's sword pushing him back for a second, allowing him to bring his own sword around in a slash at his side.

EDIT: Alright, I'm now leaving my post the way it is...

Zita ran to Drake, then pulled him anyway from the battle. He checked over the wound, rubbed it with some lotion, then bandaged it up with some of Drake's (now-ripped) shirt sleeve.

"Don't be a hero, they just die then get forgotten..."

Yngwie actually smiled when he heard that.

"Good, good you have the spirit..."

Then the smile disappeared, to be replaced by a morose frown.

"A shame it won't help you in the end..."

Dezil swung his sword around in a sweeping arc, and Yngwie stepped inside of the huge blade's reach, holding Chirijiraden in two hands. Blade clashed with blade near the hilt of Dezil's sword, and Yngwie fixed Dezil with a stare.

"If you wanted to protect her, you'd give up now!"

OOC: Come on, let the one person here who's relatively fresh come in, set fire to the place, and screw your entire plot idea up.

IC: Uran saw the two battlers. The dragons floated around to their preferred positions, and he started going towards them.

A hand rested on Uran's shoulder.

"Kid, you do not want to interrupt that...some of the little guys might not make it through..."

"Well, I was just gonna' flame and smoke the place up so we could grab Raine, get her out of here, and leave the two lemmings over there to their own stuff."

"Trust me, Raine will be ok, and your pets would just cause too much havok and confusion, and plus, they could be better used to kill the ochus that are currently about to kill us."

"Yah, but if we get enough chaos going, I'm sure you and the other guardians can get Raine out of there, while I get them to make an escape route."