Out of Character:
MetalDrago couldn't honestly say he was surprised that he was beign addressed as the bait. However, this was far from the truth. MetalDrago, was, in fact, equal, if not greater in intelligence than his partner. The Dragonian Paladin smiled, his teeth showing brightly in the shadows. As his opponent rattled on about being the bait, MetalDrago smiled and nodded. It would seem that, for the time being, he was, in fact, just such a thing. When his opponent saluted him, in his odd little way, MetalDrago did the same, holding his sword straight up, against one of his shoulders, while the sadistic smile remained on his lips.
This was promising to be one hell of a match, but MetalDrago honestly didn't care. It was up to his opponent to make the first move, and that he did, lighting the forest in stark contrast to what was once there. The trees seemed to char under the light of the blade, burning as if trapped in a raging inferno. It proved to him that this person was his own 'shadow,' in a deranged sense of the term. As leaves shriveled and fell to the ground, bursting into flame around them, MetalDrago stood his ground, throwing up his own sword in a rather half-hearted defense. When the sword connected, MetalDrago heard his own sword screaming, though whether it was in agony or ecstasy, he could not tell.
Out a little further in the forest, Lorenor was running head-on toward where he believed the elf to be, up until the light began to permeate the entire forest. He screamed in pain as he slung himself away from the Light Energy, back into the darkness. He wouldn't be seen again for the rest of the battle.
The Dragonian Paladin took his left arm and unsheathed his second weapon, the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, and slashed toward his opponent's abdomen, or at least where he thought it was. The light was intense, so much so that it made it hard to see. MetalDrago afforded himself very little protection from it, but at least he had not been blinded. Things would have taken a turn for the worse if he had been. He heard something whistling though the wind. Arrows, by the sound of them. he thought. He thought he would have just enough time to dodge.
The trees in the background flailed, as if seeking to beat the offending light into submission, though it would be to no avail. The trees close enough to do anything about it were either dead, or in a comatose state. This would make fighting a bit easier, from a movement standpoint, but harder, because of that infernal sword.
After making his attack, the paladin jumped back, sheathing the Dragon's Betrayal, his onyx katana, and throwing the Kusanagi to his right hand. He winced as he looked at his left arm. Wasn't fast enough. He pulled a single arrow from the joint in his armor, feeling the pain, but not really caring. The other three had missed, by all appearances, probably grazing off his arm as he jumped back. He looked back at his opponent, the other 'Bait'. Since the Dark-based blade was pretty much useless against the Light Blade, he would have to stick to the only other weapon he had. He stood up and put his blade in the ready position, closing his eyes and trying to clear his sight once more. He wished he'd been better prepared for the blinding light, but at least it didn't hurt him as bad as it did his partner.
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