The man in blue lept from his outpost on the high wall, spiraling down in front of the wanted man. The two men looked at each other, anlyzing in their minds what they would do. The black man opposite of the blue mage had a sparkle in his eye. The man in black lept up and kicked off of the wall behind him. His cape flowing around him, he yelled into the drenched night a horrific screech,"Feleinkon!" A bolt of lightning blazed out of his magic palm for the seemingly unexpecting mage. the man in blue cried out before the bolt was finally upon him, "retosura!" The glowing green shield shot out of his hand and swallowed up the lightning. The Man in blue then forced a smile. "More than rain will spill here tonight Zamalum, your blood will wash these streets red." He then jumped up to the roof of the building behind him and picked up his staff. Zamalum, unarmed thought it best to rush with magic than worry about a weapondary defense. The black caped man lunged throwing massive fireballs, weakening through the rain. The other mage easily worked the staff in such a way as to protect himself and even look bored doing it."This can not be that much of a joke to you, I am a wanted criminal in your land, I have killed hundreds of your people. Moltorin, fight like you were really going to kill me." This enraged Moltorin into an icy state of heart. This man dare question his way of taking care of criminals. The blue man jumped forward with a new maliciousness, and started to attack the almost defenseless criminal. He attacked until finally, after giving a rough blow to the stomach, he was dogded and hit with an ice stream in the side of the head. Zamalum took this short break to grab a staff of his own to defend himself. He then attacked head on at the authority. He knew that the buildings encircled him in the courtyard, with jumping as the only escape. The way he attacked was so decieving that Moltorin actually feined away from a block,to avoid the shock. Instead of this predictable action, the black mage took the opportunity to leap over the other warrior and started a chase up the wall, but as he feared,the Blue masked man was of great skill and power. Zamalum was struck first in the back by a bolt of lightning that sprang forth from Moltorin's hand, then as moltrin kicked off the wall, he also kicked the criminal smashing him into the twenty-seventh foot on the fourty foot wall. The murderer fell, but before he touched the ground, he lept off of the wall over the patrolers head. The black metal shaft landed with a deep thud in the back of the blue ninja,who immediately dropped to his knees. As the black cloak prepared for the final blow, the quick patron tripped the man behind him with a smoothe spin and drove his staff into the ribs of the other man. With a sickening crack, the man fell. Moltorin started to leave when he suddenly realized what had just happened, he killed the Prince of Peace for the land. The patron of darkness realized that these people had no hope. His own people, the undead, would come and crush the humans. Poor world, I will miss you.