Ally faced Morgan, holding her fencing sword in both hands. She wasn't as good with fencing as she was with a bow, but Ally was determined to beat Morgan. She cracked her ankles in her leather combat boots, readying herself for Morgan to strike. They wore similar black bodysuits, that would flash lights when a sword came in contact with the fabric. The first person to reach three strikes would win.

Morgan smiled, twirling the thin sword over her fingers. "Ready to lose, half- tribe?"

Ally bit back a sharp retort, forcing herself to remain calm and go for a simpler response. "The only thing I need to lose is your attitude."

She scoffed and lunged, charging like a boar. Ally tried to sidestep, but Morgan came with her, bringing her sword down with such force that Ally strained to block it. She had no idea Morgan was this skilled.

Her suit flashed as Morgan struck her in the side, smirking. "Looks like you're not as big a challenge as you let on."

Ally flexed her wrists, trying her best to look like a cornered dog. Good, make her think you're scared.

Morgan grinned and struck again, but this time, Ally was ready. She twisted to the side, letting Morgan's momentum drive her forward, and slashed at her back, watching with satisfaction as the lights flashed. As Morgan turned, furious, and tried to strike, Ally blocked the blow with both arms and managed to kick her back with a leg, hitting her again in the shoulder.

Morgan scrambled up quickly, panting, blood trickling from her mouth. Ally felt cold sweat run down her back, but she wasn't going to give up. Morgan feinted to the right, but her left wing unfurled, giving her fake move away. Ally blocked her path with one icy wing and struck once more with her sword. 

Soft golden feathers drifted to the floor. Morgan took one glance at the tips of her wing and screamed. Lights flashed at her side. Ally hadn't meant to slice Morgan's feathers, but she couldn't help but smile.

"Looks like the filthy half- tribe won," Ally smiled.

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Meanwhile, Sakura and Victor......

"Are you ready to fight by using these daggers?" Sakura asked with a smirk on her face. Victor nodded both of them wore the safe suits like everyone else on their team. It helped out and it also made it into a little game while practicing. Victor made the first move as he lounged towards Sakura. She didn't flinch her face without emotion she was in fighting mode.

Once he skimmed past her she then moved only walking away from him, turning around she opened her wings and then closed them to make sure they were secured behind her.

Victor thought she wasn't paying attention to her so he stroked almost getting her one strike and two left to go un till she was out. Luckily he missed, Victor was horrible with a dagger and Sakura knew that.

Sakura turned around fast and hit him out, only two to go and he was out. Sakura didn't care what type of weapon he chose but to her surprise he chose the dagger before beginning their game. Dogging an attack from Victor she tripped him in a way he wouldn't be hurt badly. She sprung over him only to give him another strike before she could leap out of the way Victor was able to strike her out once.

As he turned over getting up he and Sakura collided towards each other only to find out that Victor stroked her out once again. Only one more strike for her and she would lose the same went for Victor both of them were panting and full of sweat. Sakura had a cut on her cheek when Victor made his move and Victor had a small bruise on his cheek.

Sakura made a move dodging his attack as he tried to get her out, missing Sakura slid onto the ground only to stand strait up once again and Victor couldn't keep up with her. One of the weapons flew into the air as the other hit one of them making them lose...