Holding back her huffs of exhaustion, she attempted to hide her tiredness. She tried to strike one last time, before launching forwards, pushing his sword down and tackling him, pushing him to the floor and holding her knife to his throat, "Do you give up." She asked, grinning at him.

(Leon)
I considered my options. 'Give up and don't die but lose my dignity, or keep fighting and come out most probably missing an eye and a leg...' I contemplated. I beamed, knowing the answer was obvious.

"Hell no!" I yelled, forcing us to roll over so I was holding her down. "Do you?" I asked mischieviously.

Stabbing him slightly in the leg, she rolled out from underneath him. "In your dreams a*****e!" She said, in a slightly joking manner. Before flipping her knife once more and throwing it at his arm and awaiting it's impact.

(Leon)
I bit so hard into my lip that the blood started dribbling down my chin. The leg pain was excruciating, but I had no time to complain. I swung my arm out of the way, accidentally crashing into her. Then, jumping up, I swung my sword around fancily. "So I'm a knight and an a*****e? Make up your mind, milady!" I exclaimed somehow, despite the fact that I was practically using the blood in my mouth as mouthwash, because there was so much of it. I forced my sword in her direction, making a stabbing sort of gesture.

(Aster)
My eyes widened and I jumped to my feet, seeing the condition they were both in. Terrified I would lose one of them, I started running over, yelling at them to stop, although I doubted that they could hear me.

She realised something, at the moment he was weak, hurt, probably accident prone judging from the fact he just crashed into me. Grinning, I slapped his sword from his hand and spun him around, holding her arm around his neck, along with her knife. "I said give up!" She hissed. Pulling the knife closer to the skin on his neck but not enough to cause any more harm than a scratch.

(Leon)
I growled. "Never!" I shouted, ducking and struggling away from her grip. Hastily, I picked up my sword and yelled, swinging at her head with all my might. I could tell that after this I'd probably lose, but I didn't care; I had to try. I had to.

(Aster) I stood behind Vicky, yelling at them to stop, but I looked at Leon. My frown deepened. It looked like he was hellbent on trying to prove something, but what I wasn't sure. "Leon, stop!" I screamed as he swung at Vicky.

Ducking his blow, I pushed his back, seeing if he'd topple over after such a swing. "Why are you so intent in trying to win? It's idiotic, you'll kill yourself!" She yelled angrily.

(Leon)
I crashed into the grass. It almost served as a bittersweet pill, relieving my limbs from the strain that they were put under, but making me feel like c**p. "So what!? At least I'll die with dignity!" I yelled, then gasped and put my hand over my mouth. Aster stood with wide eyes, processing what had happened to him. Along the side of his face was a long, smooth gash, that was weeping scarlet tears down his face. "Oh no, Aster!" I quivered, crawling my way over to him. Dropping to his knees, he stared at me emptily, his eyes lacking the spark they did earlier.

Tears welled in my eyes. "Oh god, Aster are you all right?" Something seemed to click in his mind and he swiftly sent his hand across my cheek.

(Astaroth)
"Don't say the lord's name in vain!" Someone else's words shot from my lips, and I was snapped back into reality. Realising what I had done, I gasped and retracted my hand quickly, stuttering, "I-I'm so sorry! It's a reflex!" Unable to face him, I looked down at my legs. Until I heard him laughing, that is. "It's fine, it's fine! Sorry I slashed you." He apologised casually, and I smiled. "No, don't mention it. You guys were really at it hard!" I didn't realise what I said wrong, but Leon's face lit up with such redness that his wounds were put to shame. My head was bashed with his fist, as he yelled, "NO WE WERE NOT!"

Muttering to herself, Vicky walked off, feeling quite angry. She wanted to have fought to the end, to finally win against someone worth fighting, it never quite worked out and now, she had to face the fact that she hadn't, that she never could. She was only a daughter of Aphrodite, they didn't deserve to be a hero. She walked towards the lake, quickly, enabling herself to slip away from anyone that might have tried to follow her.

Once she reached the lake, she slipped off her jacket, socks and shoes and waded into the water, lying back and sighing to herself. The cold water lapped against her skin in the gentle breeze, chilling it to the bone as she continued to aimlessly drift. Brushing her fingers against the surface of the water, she created ripples on the top, dancing her fingers just on the lake.

(Leon)
I frowned, looking for the person that I used to be fighting. "Hey Aster, where'd Vicky go?" I asked, turning to him. He was taking off his hoodie, tearing off a sleeve. "Well, if I were her, I'd go to the infirmary..." He smiled, his fringe being pulled back by the gentle breeze. "But I'm not Vicky, am I?" He asked, which I couldn't really tell if it was a question directed at me or not. His words followed the wind, it seemed. Tearing the threading that made his sleeve whole, he continued. "She's quite unpredictable, huh? That's probably why she was so hard to fight." Chuckling, he finished, "Aside from her energy and strength! I bet she'll make a great warrior some day." His voice seemed to go distant.

I smiled. "You think?" I wondered out loud. When I thought about it, though, it made complete sense. Vicky was the complete opposite to her Aphrodite siblings, and it certainly seemed like something she'd enjoy. "She's great, huh?" I mumbled out loud.

(Aster)
I raised an eyebrow at him. "Yeah, she is..." I mumbled suspiciously. Something was up with him and his way too happy smile. Someone bleeding that much should NOT be happy. "Hold still..." I mumbled, wrapping his arm wound up with my hoodie sleeve as a make shift bandage.