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Datadragon Odahviing wrote: SwornKnight wrote: The Altmer runs at Alyssa.

Leon is spotted by a squad of Imperial Guards," Uh, eh... Stop, these walls are only open to government officials. You can head to the other side and you'd be fine."

(I think I killed the tension for Leon.) (Remember, Leon might be as intelligent as his brother, but he is less sane than Alyssa. I'll assume a squad is seven guards.)

Leon Steelfang quickly sheathed his crossbow. The walls were being patrolled. Not a good thing for assassination. The guards that saw him use the crossbow had to go. He raised his hands and walked to the guards, the temperature around him falling drastically. With a wave, he turned invisible. A pair of guards fell, a blue sword blade sticking through one's chest, a dwarven dagger through the other's neck, Leon in between them. He released his dagger and fired an icy spear through the next guard, before spinning and decapitating the fourth. One of the remaining three fled to sound the alarm, but he died as he ran through the frost walls that appeared before him. The remaining two guards were trapped. Leon Steelfang retrieved his dagger, walking towards the two guards, who instinctively backed off. Both were silenced with icy spears through their heads. Leon sheathed his weapons. He would wait, plus he had to leave Solitude. Fading back into the shadows with another invisibility spell, he slippped away.

(Damned, I was going to have an epic scene where he fires the exploding bolt of ice, then Sorin pushes Rho out of the way, then uses reverse VL grip to fling the rest as he himself jumps backwards, ala matrix style, but nevermind, at least you get to see Leon's skills. The bolt was to be a dud and end up in Velfhe's leg)

Alyssa felt a distinct magical anomaly, but the Altmer bearing down on her was more of a concern. She felt the Altmer's fist catch her in the solar plexus, sending her staggering back. Alyssa managed to duck the next punch, but the third caught her in the shoulders, knocking her over. She was not that inexperienced when is came to defensive manoeuvres, rolling back into a righted stance after getting knocked down, but she couldn't actually attack with her fists, for she used magic even for close quarters. The Altmer seemed to gloat in his victory for a moment. Alyssa closed her eyes and thought - I fire magic from my open palms instead of punching in fist fights. But isn't the placement of touch spells similar to fist fighting? Let's try, except I do not use magicka, but force. Alyssa opened her eyes to see the Altmer charge at her. She ducked under his grabbing arms and did a palmstrike on his chest, substituting magicka with physical strength. While the Altmer was unfazed, he looked confused. --

Sorin stared at his Argonian opponent. They had not actually began fighting, but simply made feints at each other, as if challenging. Sorin didn't want to be the first to attack.

"Hey! Deep shit! No magic!" Velfhe yelled at Alyssa, not actually noticing that Alyssa used any spells.

More guards noticed the corpses of their fellow comrades, "Emergency! Close Castle Dour! There's an assassin on the Castle grounds!"

"Stop what you're doing ladies! You may have a chance to prove your strength against a real opponent!"