Ash was far from beaten. He spun away from the Pucks, his sword a blur as he dodged and parried, whirling from one attack to the next. He ducked beneath an opponent's guard, ripped his blade up, and sliced cleanly through a Puck's stomach. The doppelganger split in two, changing into a severed stick that dropped away. Ash spun to meet the Puck rushing up from the side. His sword whirled, and Puck's head dropped from his shoulders before reverting to a twig. The last Puck charged the prince from behind, dagger raised high. Ash didn't even turn, but rammed his blade backward, point up. Puck's lunge carried him onto the blade and drove it through his stomach, the point erupting out his back. The prince yanked the sword free without turning, and a shattered twig dropped to the snow.

Ash lowered his sword, gazing around warily. Puck had disappeared, pulling a Grimalkin while Ash was distracted. Instantly wary, the Winter prince scanned the garden, edging forward with his sword raised. His gaze flicked to the girls, but he dismissed them almost as quickly, stepping beneath the boughs of a frozen pine.

As Ash stepped under the branches, something leaped out of the snow, howling. The prince dodged, the knife barely missing him, and Puck overbalanced, stumbling forward. With a snarl, Ash drove the point of the sword through Puck's back and out his chest, pinning him to the ground.

She gets her hand cut, but grabs the knife woth her good hand and throws it across the " garden. "

Isiea grabs Lise by the hair and shoves her backwards.

She gets up, noticing Ash and Puck and almost turning white as snow when Puck was stabbed.

For a split second, Ash stared at the pierced leaf on his sword tip, then threw himself to the side as something dropped from the tree, dagger flashing in the light.

Puck's laughter rang out as Ash rolled to his feet, clutching his arm. Blood seeped between pale fingers. "Almost too slow that time, prince," Puck mocked, balancing the dagger on two fingers. "Really, that's the oldest trick in the book. I know, 'cause I wrote the book. Ive got a million more, if you want to keep playing."

"I'm getting tired of sparring with copies." Ash straightened, dropping his hand. "I guess honor isn't as prevalent in the Seelie Court as I thought. Are you the real Puck, or is he too cowardly to face me himself?"

Puck regarded him disdainfully, before shimmering into nothingness. Another Puck stepped out from behind a tree, a nasty grin on his face.

"All right, then, prince," he said, smirking as he approached, "if thats what you want, I'll kill you the old-fashioned way." And they flew at each other again. They were much too busy to realize that the girls were having a fight of their own.

Yeah Lise got back up, now that puck was alright. She turned back to Isiea, then picked up some snow and pounded it into a ball, then threw it at her.

She kicks her sister in the stomach, then rips out a fistfull of her hair.

Over the clang and screech of metal, the girls could hear something else, a faint rustling, as if a thousand insects were scuttling toward them.

"Run!" Grimalkin's voice came from nowhere. Tracks appeared in the snow, rushing toward the girls, and invisible claws scrabbled against bark as the feline fled up a tree. "Something is coming! Hide, quickly!"

(im questioning several things here but mainly one; ISIEA IS NOT A FRIGGIN GOD WHY IS SHE BASICALLY INVINCIBLE also ripping out that much hair means skin will probably come with it and therefore death)

Lise fell to the ground, but weakly got back up.

She's already gotten stuck in one of her freak-outs. So she doesn't care. She keeps attackig her sister.