From the depts of the Abyss I come...

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Somehow, the man and all his possessions seem to withstand the heat. The arm that held the shield before comes up to the top of his scimitar, and he lays his palm against the blunt edge of the weapon, allowing for more presure to be put against the woman. Blood from the wounds in his shield arm boils in the heat, giving off a fettid stench, though this bothers him none. He simply steadily applies presure, trying to push the woman's weapon back.
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*The woman backs up, and repeats her hit and run tactics several times only now she hits lower hoping to cut him at the stomach.*
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The man stands his ground, yet his movments are somewhat slower, clearly the speed magic had worn off. He manages to block a majority of the incoming attacks, though he recives several dents in his armor, and a few cuts mostly across across his abdomen where the demon's blade had found its way through weaknesses in his armor, yet he seems to hardly bleed from these, the fire sealing the wounds before much blood can escape.

It would appear the tactics employed by the woman are working, his limp preventing him from being able to move to defend himself against her constant diving in and out of battle. And yet he simply stands there on the defencive as if waiting for something...
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*The demon backs up and stands there starring at her opponent for a while. Due to demonic temper and impatience, she charged again, striking with sam fierce blows, and backing up again.*
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The pale master watched her through the slit in his monotone black helm, carefully scrutinising her movments. The next time she moves in, he lifts his right arm to to try and catch the incoming blade, the burning edge cutting through his gauntlet and into the flesh beneath, the stench of burning meat filling the air within seconds. Yet as he blocks, he lunged forward with all the speed his limp allowed him in an obvious attempt to use his heavy weight and the (Hopefully, if he managed to actualy grab it) grip on her blade to knock her over, or at least unbalanced.
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*The demon was fliped over tby the man. She did (somehow) wriggle her way out of it and was back on her feet. Her sword was a bit far away though. She stood there waiting for his next attack, eyes still red and flapping the tiny wings*
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The man regained the balance he had lost during the attack, and his helmet slowly moves to look where the woman's sword lays, before the gaze returned to the woman. His stance becomes passive, and his hollow voice grates from within the black metal covering his head, "Get your sword."

His stance says he will not move untill the demon does as he said, or unless he is attacked, and so he simply stands there, his sword hanging limp by his side.
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*The demon stared at the man, then at her sword. The demons eyes stopped glowing red, and she walked over to her sword and picked it up. She returned to her last position, and nodded to the man. Sword raised, and in position she nodded once more to the man and awaited his next move.*
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In a slow advance, the man comes. Moving much like a living statue would, one foot at a time. He could possibly be more heavily wounded than he appears, or simply choosing to move in such a steady, deffensive manner.

Upon reaching range, the man struck out in a diagonal blow, high from his left to low on his right.
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*The sword was blocked by her own, and now it was all in the battle of strenght...*

OOC: Can't type too much. Now, I think STR stats could be usefull.
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The man holds steady there for a long moment, yet ever so slowly begins becoming pushed back, his shadowed eyes show no fear, no hope, nothing. Vacant. Seeming uncaring if he is slowly begining to lose the battle.
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*The demoness just pushed the sword harder. Unbothered by her opponents eyes.*
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The darkly coloured plates on his boots make a tortured screech as they slowly start scraping backwards on the floor. His armored hand rises to brace his sword, yet it helps little as it becomes obvious he was steadily loosing balance. However simply pushing him backwards would do little, more would be needed to truly gain the advantage against the man.
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*The screching was all that she was waiting for. She kicked the man in the belly, and then aimed for the head.*
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