Aro and Seriena clashed blades, there fighting tactics were very simalr. They were both attacking and parrying with graceful, quick, movements. As they fought going back and forth, their footwork became quite difficult. Seriena stumbled for a second, and Aro took the oppurtunity. He slashed at her neck, with she nimbly dodged under. She then lay sprawled on the ground, blade just out of reach. Aro raised his blade above his head and was aboutto give the final blow when a loud thunderclap sounded from behind him. Three small tornadoes of smoke spun up from the ground, growing about as big as teh average man. The suddenly stopped, three men standing in their place. The first one, presumeably the leader, was about an inch or two shorter than his partners, and had white hair draping onto his shoulderplates of his black armor. He was not as bulky as his counterparts, but still looked like a warrior. He looked viscious, his eyes an extreme shade of green, almost neon. His partners, looking as if to weigh three times their leaders weight, wore the same identical black armor, but had very different hair. It was cut short, and was pitch black. They also had neon green eyes like their leader, but theirs were missing a certain glow. Something made Aro think that the leader's minions weren't very bright. He was the brain, they were the brawn. The trio moved as one, each of them stepping at the same time same speed, making quick slashes, acting as if slaughtering the wolves was like slicing butter. They wasted no time reaching Alex, whom was battering away at the wolves closing in on her. Aro decided that Seriena wasn't such a big threat, and ran off towards Alex. The leader, grabbed Alex, and base upon the look on her face, with suprising strength. He nodded to his men, and their clouds of smoke started billowing out of the ground again. They were kidnapping Alex! Aro broke out into a full sprint, and forgot about the wolves attacking him. The smoke was intensley growing and was already to the taller men's midriffs. The leader let go of Alex, who instinctly tried to attack him, but couldn't move her lower body. The smoke was paractically a living creature and was holding her tight. Aro made a running dive for Alex, tackling her, breaking the smokes hold upon her. WIthin a mili-second of them hitting the ground, the men diseapeared, not noticing their missing prize. Alex sat up and rubbed her shoulder.
"Next time you save me, can you make it at least a little more comfortable." Aro laughed.
"Of course M'lady." Suddenly a wolf dove on top of Aro breaking up their friendly conversation. They were still in battle. Aro and Alex, whipped around battering and slashing at the wolves, until by almost sunset they were all dead. Aro sheathed his blade, and looked around. Their were bodies and heads of the wolves lying everywhere in the field, teh ground either charred or bloodstained. In the distance he could hear teo blades still clashing. "Zelles!" Aro and Alex took off in the direction of the sound, hoping their friend was teh one still fighting.
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