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Day 2: Later in the day

Rays from the afternoon sun beat down upon the interlocked blades. Pushing one another the combatants met eye to eye.

"Come on you can do better then that." He laughed tauntingly.

Muttering bitterly to herself she pushed him hard giving enough space between them to ready herself once more. All around she heard the sound of the others grappling with one another. Taking a different approach she lunged at him with her wooden sword held high. Had he not blocked it she was sure he would have been knocked to the ground hard.

Today was the first day the two groups practiced together, some took advantage of the situation and fought aggressively. Trying to push the buttons of the others. Anything to start another brawl while some sat idly by watching the others and drinking.

"Did I hit a nerve?" he asked still smiling at her reactions and failed attempts to shut him up. Deflecting several more failed attacks.

"You?" she announced, trying to laugh it off as a joke. "You couldn't hit a Woad if he stood right in front of you." Taking the offensive again she whipped around him but once again her blow was blocked. The smug look on his face only got bigger.

"It's a wonder you're still alive if you fought like that." He added, antagonizing her as much as he could. Stretching his arms wide her urged her to attack once more.

"You must really love the sound of your own voice Lancelot." She steamed. Seeing what he was trying to do she did not satisfy him. Instead she took the defensive approach. Staring hard at the dark haired knight she waited for his attack.

"Of course not." He laughed once more. Around him several others saw their quarrel and tried to hide the look of amusement on their faces. "Just stating the obvious."

"Really! And I suppose you could teach me how to properly fight." She asked sarcastically, looking him over she sought for a point of weakness.

Racing at her he whipped around catching her off guard. From behind her he lifted his sword high and brought it down in front her, pinning her arms to her side.

"I could teach you many things." He whispered into her ear, a sly grin lit his face as he laughed to himself.

Angered at his joking tone and is disturbing innuendo she stomped hard on his foot causing the dark knight to loosen his grip just enough for her to get an arm free. Elbowing the man hard in the chest she sent him back several steps gasping for the air he lost.

Several groups stopped their practicing to see the entertainment developing a few yards away. Each laughing at the sight of Lancelot as he gasped for air.

Crouching low she whipped her leg out, knocking the man to the ground.

The strength she sent from the blow to his chest surprised him. Breathing deep he rubbed his chest. Looking around his saw others looking their way, smiles on their faces.

He knew what they were thinking. 'Lancelot's getting beat by a woman.' Anger filled his blood at the mere thought of what other sayings may fill their mind.

Standing upright he breathed deeply.

"That was……." He started to say but the feeling of falling overcame his words as he found his legs being kicked from beneath him. Looking up he saw her towering over him, weapon in hand.

How she wanted to hit him again. To see the surprise look on his face one more time. Raising the weapon high she brought it down.

He thought for sure she was going to try and strike him again when the sword came crashing towards him. The dull thud as it hit the dirt beside his head caused him to look at how close it came to his head before looking back to her.

"I think I can take care of myself." She hissed as others looked on in disbelief of what took place. Letting the wooden sword drop to the ground beside him she rose, leaving the knight on the ground.

From the side she saw Dagonet emerge and walk her way.

"Mind telling me what that was about?" he asked urgently.

"He wouldn't keep his mouth shut." She replied taking a seat on a nearby bench. Leaning back she closed her eyes and listened to the sound of others practicing.

"Wouldn't keep his mouth shut? Its Lancelot, you know he just wants to push your buttons. Always has." He spoke up, referring to their childhood. "He always tried to bully you around."

"Well maybe I am a little old to be bullied around." She cried out. Turning her head she opened her eyes and looked to that of the man she called brother for so many years. Just past him she saw his image appear. "Or maybe I get enough of it already from others, I don't need it from him." She added.

Following her gaze Dagonets eyes fell upon the lone Roman in the corner. "Cauis. Cauis harasses you?"

"He harasses us all Dagonet." She answered. "Any who aren't of his kind. Who aren't Roman. I get enough from him. I wont put up with it from Lancelot. Not anymore."

Taking a seat nearby the man drew in a long breath. He had never seen her act like that before. Never seen any woman act like that towards him. Her eyes filled with such anger towards him. Her eyes, blue eyes whose hue changed with the sun. 'What are you talking about!' he silently yelled to himself. 'The woman just tried to bludgeon you with a wooden sword and you're talking about her eyes.'

"You just got your smug ass handed to you by a girl." A voice laughed. "But a beautiful one at that."

"Not now Raoul." Lancelot grumbled to the man. Leaning his head back against the cool stone of the wall he breathed deeply.

Taking a seat Raoul looked around till his eyes fell upon her in the corner.

"You have to admit she caught you off guard." He added, teasing the knight beside him whose eyes remained closed. He watched grinning as the dark, curly haired knight raised his hand to his temples and rubbed them. "Wow she really got to you didn't she." He laughed.

"She could never get to me." Lancelot shot back. "It was just a lucky shot. It will never happen again."

"Whatever you say." Raoul stilled grinned, not believing the words the man spoke. "Just let me know when you decide to fight her again so I can get a front row seat." He laughed.

"Raoul I swear I'm gonna………"

"KNIGHTS TO THE NORTHERN ROADS." a voice rang out in alarm. "PICTS!"

Dropping their wooden armaments both men and women retrieved their cold, steel weaponry and, grabbing their steeds, they raced toward the invading Picts.

"Now we're talking." Axel shouted to here over the sound of thundering hooves.

"Don't get ahead of yourself. They fight in greater numbers here." Lillian shouted back.

"Always the cautious one." Axel stated smiling at her.

Slowing their pace all soon saw the Picts in the distance, fighting against what soldiers had already arrived. Leaving her high perch atop Midnight Lillian let herself slip to the ground.

"We ride in hard. Stay together and look out for one another." Arthur shouted. "Weapons at the ready!"

Reaching down she let what dirt she could grab run through her fingers before mounting Midnight once more. Unsheathing her sword Lillian looked to the smaller man at Arthurs side. Cauis had never been one for battle. She wondered if he would even muster the courage to fight in this one or would he let them ride ahead and do all the dirty work as usual.

Swords ready the group raced to the horde of Picts.