I was getting annoyed of healing my self, all out offense now! I held my hand out to the ground, and pulled earth up and around his legs. I walked up to him and pointed my sword at his throat. I grinned and said, "Yield?" I forgot his arms weren't encased.

#@%&! The only weak point on my body and he has to hit it with the flames. I landed on my back when he threw me back, and gasped for air. As I layed there, I ignited my hand, the good one, with darkness. I cloaked my face in the darkness, including my eyes. I'd fix it later, eyes take hours to mend. I used my tracking vision instead, which worked with my eyes closed because it was more in my mind than eyes. It disoriented me for a second, because it was like seeing in inferred. I slowly got up and limped towards him, doing so I also conjured another pure light sword.

If anything could ever go wrong in a duel it would have to happen now! Well, here is my injury count now: two maimed arms, aching legs, burnt face, and scorched eyes. I think i'm losing this. When he sunk the sword into my right arm, with a jerk of my hand, I tossed my sword into my other hand. REALLY bad idea. The darkness and light instantly tore at each other. I had to drop the sword, leaving me unarmed. Now would be a good time to yield, IF he asks. I won't give up otherwise

I couldn't speak due to my burnt face, so I held up a finger with my shadow hand to signal him to hold on. I lit my hurt arm on fire with blue flames healing that arm, painfully but fast. I then took some flames and healed my mouth so I could speak. Behind the darkness shroud, I said, "I yield, and if you wish, I will be glad to heal your wounds." I stuck out my hand that had flames in it. "Just press it on the wound, it hurts but works."