"If I was fighting over a piece of bread, she would already be dead." [i]The knightess calmly replied, as Octavia merely heightened her performance against her opponent. The Peacekeeper began her immediate assault with a sudden jolt forwards, bringing her sword down upon the knightess' helmeted head. In response...well, the fight certainly got more vicious.[/i] [i]The knightess merely grabbed the blade and rammed her hilt into Octavia's jaw, a burst of blood escaping the Peacekeeper's helm as she yelled a little. The assassin then reared back and slammed the blade of her dagger into the knight's sword hand, which caused a slight grunt and allowed Octavia to slip away suddenly. The knight looked down at her wound, which had begun to bleed quite severely. She merely chuckled, her soft laughter muffled by the depths of her helmet.[/i] "My first wound from you, Octavia. That's quite embarrassing for a Peacekeeper, is it not? At any rate; I'm sure that you could be much more successful against this gentleman here, yes?" [i]The knight's tone was calm and laced with a voice of sweetness, although Xanthus could probably sense the lies within her voice. She didn't doubt his ability at all, from the looks of it. [/i]