Sylgja and Oskar slowly circled each other. Rasmus though it almost a dance as they both in step, keeping well out of each other's range. Given they were of similar height, used similar weapons, and even had the same armour they were evenly matched.

"What are they doing?" asked Rasmus. "They're just going in circles around the room."

"Because they have the same reach, they're trying to outmaneuver each other to strike at their shield arc, forcing their opponent to over reach with their own blade," said Reinhardt.

"Just by watching them, I assumed they use the same techniques, possibly trained under the same master, so its natural they practice the same 'kata'," shrugged Krystaz."It's pretty boring and unimaginative just the same."

"I'm still here, " reminded Sylgja. "I can still hear you."

"You've chosen interesting companions Sylgja. An Ice devil and a talking zombie. I guess you grew tired of Hector," said Oskar, glancing at the Paladin's blade. "Did you steal his sword, or did you finesse him to surrender it to you as a gift."

Sylgja frowned. "Always the jealous type aren't you Oskar. If you want to know, Hector is dead. I took his sword, because I lost mine."

"Hector dead? Of course, I should have guessed. I can clearly see you are overcome with grief," said Oskar sarcastically.

"You're not going to drop that are you? A girl flashes you a smile and takes pity by taking a walk with you and you think she wants you to court her. How sad and insecure," said Sylgja shaking her head in a disappointed manner.

Rasmus paused and pondered her words. Oskar and Sylgja sounded like a couple, but then so did Hector and Sylgja, and by all indications Kasmir and Sylgja as well. Were they all misunderstandings, or did she like to keep her options open. If that was the case, was his own feelings for Sylgja a misunderstanding as well, or was she simply keeping him on the hook until they left the tower? How exactly was he to know her feelings for him?

"Hey Reinhardt, can you umm tell me….." began Rasmus.

"No," rebuked the Pale man as he watched the fight.

It wasn't until their fourth full rotation that Sylgja stumbled with her boot heel. Oskar sense her balance faltering and struck, but Sylgja was not only ready but countered. She hopped back out of his range before delivering an upward thrust. Her blade would have connected with the Hellknight Commander's armpit, but managed to catch her blade with his hilt at an awkard angle, twisting it enough to evade her blow before shuffling to the side. Before Sylgja could recover from her swing, he closed in on her sword side and slashed, catching her in the arm before she spun and hammered his side with her shield.

"Nice trap and counter attack," said Reinhardt.

"Fast parry," commented Krystaz." These mortals sure can scrap."

With both knights being within each other's range, Sylgja slashed down again but Oskar caught her blade with his own. Sparks flew from his ornate iron blade against her glowing sword.

"You can't match my strength Sylgja,"grunted Oskar."You never could."

To his surprise, Sylgja threw him back effortlessly and stabbed him in the chest while he was disorientated. Oskar barely managed to sway his body, but was still caught in the ribs. Though his armour was thick, it wasn't thick as the Big Knight's was earlier and Sylgja managed to draw blood before he retreated.

"You've been training, well done,"gasped Oskar as he took a defensive stance.

"Actually it's a magic rock I got from the zombie over there."

Oskar glanced at Rasmus, before spitting in disgust. Which was pretty impressive considered he wore a full helm. "It's not enough you flirt with the young men, the brave men, or the powerful men, but now you pry gifts from senile seniors?"

Sylgja rolled her eyes. "Enough with the personal insults already. I swear, you're behaving like a mewling teenager. I mean, if you were angry at me for betraying the order that's one thing, but you're angry at me for choosing Hector over you? That's sad."

Oskar fell for her taunt, he made some type of angry gurgling noise that Rasmus couldn't identify and attempted an overhead smash on Sylgja. It would have probably killed her or at least knocked her to the ground if it connected, but she sidestepped his attack and clipped him in the leg as she swept by. Quick as a falcon she spun around and slashed at his side, but the Hellknight commander managed to bring his shield up and scurry away from her flurry of swings.

"It's not too late to give up Oskar. Westcrown won't care if you live or die," said Sylgja.

"But you will? Hah!" Oskar charged Sylgja but the last leg injury was more telling than it appeared. His footing faltered and he stumbled forward. His blade managed to deflect another heavy shield block by the Paladin, but it was simply a ruse as Sylgja slammed her hilt into his helmet, stunning and him, causing him to drop his sword.

*Bong*

"Ouch nice taunt and feint. This wildcat is intriguing, she apparently sleeps around with as many men as she can and uses it to her advantage in combat later. I wonder how long she prepares for this, and how great a stable she has," commented Krystaz

"I can still hear you, and that's totally untrue! " shouted Sylgja as she closed in for the kill.

"Can you my love," responded Krystaz in a different voice.

Rasmus stopped and stared at Krystaz. He still wore the same chained robes, but his face and voice was now that of Hector's.

Sylgja paused, confused at the sight. It was only for a few seconds, but Oskar regained his bearings. He lunged at her midsection, knocking them both down as their armour bodies rolled on the ground. Rasmus caught daggers from both knights flashing as they attempted to finish this upclose.

Reinhardt shook his head as he took a few steps back and aimed his spear. "You shouldn't have done that Krystaz. You should have let them have their fun in peace."

Krystaz shrugged as his visage returned to normal. "Oh, you wanted to see as much as I do who she desires the most, besides we both know it would have come down to this eventually."

Rasmus considered helping, but knew he should probably stay out of their way. At full strength he might have been able to do something, but now cursed, he was just a liability.

Reinhardt lead with his spear as he jabbed it straight into Krystaz. Witnessing his strength in the past, Rasmus thought he would have slain the man in the chained robes right then and there, but his chains flew from his hands and entangled the spear in four different ways. Reinhardt attempted to yank the weapon free but to no avail, and barely managed to jump backwards as two more chains sprang from Krystaz's robes and slammed into the ground where he once stood.

Though Reinhardt had abandoned his weapon, he was far from unarmed. The Pale man fired several bolts of ice at Krystaz, which forced the man in the robes to dodge like a great mountain cat. When he was a sufficient enough distance away, great sheets of ice rose from the ground, surrounding Krystaz completely.

Reinhardt wasn't done though, He caused an ice storm to appear above the frozen cylinder he just created and dropped it on his trapped foe. He then began creating large blocks of ice and dropping them in randomly in an attempt to crush Krystaz.

Rasmus thought that was it, but the ice cylinder shattered as four great iron chains spun like windmills out of them. Krystaz, covered in frost and ice jumped out at Reinhardt. Reinhardt anticipated this and simply fired an intense ray of cold at Krystaz catching him in the gut, piercing his body with a long jagged icicle.

Krystaz stumbled to the ground, black ichor flowed from his wounds. He clutched his side as Reinhardt summoned his spear and was ready to strike the man down.

"Sorry old friend, I'll collect on our wager some other time," said Reinhardt. Instead of striking though, Reinhardt paused. Krystaz's face shifted to that of the fiery headed elf that Vandia used to taunt Reinhardt earlier.

"Amirah?" asked Reinhardt, but his answer was the great chains converging and smashing him down.

One chain snapped into his arm, before entangling it and pulling it cruelly behind his back. Two more wrapped around his legs, effectively immobilizing him, while the last smashed him in the back of the head before slithering around his neck like a noose.

Reinhardt thrashed about, but he was trapped. Krystaz quickly pounced on his foe, grabbing the chains and seemed to effortlessly combined them into one.

"So that's the famous Amirah you were after all this time. Are you still hunting her or did you manage to kill her a long time ago? That would explain why you were shocked to see her I suppose…." Chuckled Krystaz as he wrapped Reinhardt up in chains, as a spider would to its trapped prey.

"Hey stop that!" Rasmus shouted. It wasn't much but it was the best he could do.

Krystaz turned to glare at Rasmus, his face changed once again. Rasmus expected Vandia again, but the face had shorter white hair and a crooked nose. Sylgja sneered at him, her expression a promise of the pain that was to come, but it was quickly cut short as a stark white insect head craned its neck forward and bit her head off. A black ichor gushed out of the headless Sylgja as she fell to the ground, spraying Rasmus in the process.

Rasmus was terrified. He was terrified when Reinhardt changed his head back to his humanoid one. He was still terrified when he helped him out of the chains.

"That was a nasty bit of business, but he should have knew better than to taunt me," sighed Reinhardt as he straightened out his clothes.

Rasmus turned away and saw Sylgja had been victorious in her own battle. Instead of decapitating her foe, it seemed she had simply knocked him out and tied him up. "Thanks for that stone, its handier than it seems," she said as she held out a pile of stone pieces. "Seems I used it up though."

Rasmus was going to comment on how he would get her a new one, but was still too terrified to speak.

Sylgja then turned and saw her own severed head next to an ichor drenched robe body on the ground. "I'm not even going to ask."