Black Shadow stood back to back with his former opponent. The thought of the two just fighting each other just a few minutes ago caused a chill to run down Black Shadow's spine. He hated his enemies, when a fight started, it would take many hours to calm him down again. But the situation they were in caused that feeling of severe anger he always obtained to die down almost instantly.

As the dead charged, Black Shadow had the chance to fire off a few arrows, sending three piles of bones flying everywhere. It wasn't long though that the skeletons began to overrun the two. Black Shadow pulled out his sword and blocked an incoming attack, getting into a sword battle doing so. The skeleton was strong, but Shadow could not give up. He shifted his feet into a more offensive stance. He threw his sword into a circle, sending the axe his opponent wielded flying, an arm attached to it.

Black Shadow heard a crash come from the glass and looked over to it. It was then that he saw the man jump out the window. A frightened cry came from his mouth as he fell into the darkness below him. Black Shadow then felt a sharp pain hit his leg. His hand snapped down to grab his leg and he fell to one knee. He turned to see what caused the pain. As his head turned he just caught a glimpse of a sword coming down towards his head. Black shadow rolled towards the window, the steel sword of the dead just missing his other leg. He took a look over the edge, seeing only his opponent laying on the ground dazed.

Black Shadow turned back at the dead behind him. I will not die! He thought crawling out of the window and falling twenty feet to his opponent. When he hit the ground, he felt the sharp pain of before rush through his leg. Black Shadow looked down at his leg to check on the damage. Then he realised that he would surely have trouble winning the fight now. His leg was broken, the bone shattered by not only the fall, but also the axe that must have wounded him. Black Shadow then looked up towards the room they just were. Why are they not jumping down after us? It's almost like they're trapped by a magical barrier. He thought as he pulled out an arrow and placed it along the strings of his bow.

Laying there, he scanned his surroundings. To the sides of his there were but walls, and on his back, another forty foot drop. In front of him was the only place he or his opponent could now move. There was a frozen river about sixty feet from the two men, but is seemed that it would not be able to hold their weight. Even if one did survive, it would be days before either could get back to let everyone know who won. All they could do is to wait. The cold easily penetrated the thin layer of cloth wrapping Black Shadow's body. A sharp chill ran up his back, followed by a sharp pain in his leg. He looked over at his opponent, who now seemed to be getting up. He aimed an arrow and awaited the man to stand, then the arrow would fly through the air.