<font face=verdana size=1 color=white>.. the end is near ..</font> -- Battle Training Stadium

perhaps it was his weakest attack yet, and crypt had held his own and lead the battle strongly until this point. blood oozed from his underbelly, oh sure it hurt but crypt had more importent things on his mind, and cuts are only skin deep. noting the weakness in Islidaur's movements, hocks tense, rolling himself into a powerful levade. avoiding the weak blow to his head. however, befor he had a chance to fully land, the blow was taken fully to his lower forlimb. because of the weakness in the attack, it didn't fracture but it resulted in a bad sprain. enmals clenched, lids close halfway over optics momentarily allowing him to shove away the pain. perhaps farther in time he would have a few weeks recovery ahead and a painful one, but for the moment he refused to move with a limp. as the other attempted to crash down on his vertabrea, he half passed away just intime, but due to his injury, it caused him to stumble and put painful strain upon it. once agian he had to shove it aside, make the throbing turn to a numbe feeling.

Crypt knew that Islidaur must have fallen off ballence because of his counter attack, and took this time for granid. as the other was weakly getting up, he once agian elivaded himself. but this time, he lounged onto the other stallions back. hopefuly damaging the spine. anyway he attempted to escape this attack would result in an injury, but it was up to him which way he took it. Crypt had a bit of pity for the small stallion, but he would NOT loose a battle over pitty.