She could feel the male shifting over the sword and before she had a chance to adjust, it was pinned to the ground. She grit her teeth slightly as she shoved her dagger forward only for the male to shove his sword against it, the blade between them. This wasn't exactly a situation she had in mind so Dayna was left to try to come to a conclusion on the spot and with his blade pushing back, she had to think what to do real quick.

Kuroyami seemed to lose interest in their combat for some reason, his eyes having fallen to the sword beneath his foot. He stepped away from the blade, speaking of the blood it had spilled. So the man had been alive for longer than he looked. Able to finally compose herself, the brunette lifted the sword, looking at the blade for the first real time in a long time. "What its previous master did with it is not a sin that should be carried to the new master," she replied calmly, her eyes lifting to look at the white haired male in time to see it was too late to do anything.

His hands gripped her wrists so tight that she gasped, the stone halls echoing as the two blades fell to the ground. At first there was a look of surprise in the woman's eyes as she looked into the male's orbs, but that gaze quickly hardened as she glared at him. He stare at her in silence, their contest seeming to go on for far longer than it really had, before he called her foolish and scooping her up.

"Foolish," she spat at him as she tried to push herself out of the male's arms. If his speed was any hint to his strength, it would have been wise for her to just give up and save her energy. "You better have a reason for those words." He ignored her as he carefully placed her down outside, making sure she had her footing rather than just dumping her out onto the step. She was stunned by that and it wasn't until her sword bumped the back of her feet that she turned around.

He told her to leave before closing the door in her face. She growled at the door before picking up her weapon and re-sheathing it. "Well if you're so smart then tell me why I'm wrong," she yelled as she pounded a fist onto the heavy, wood door.

Her yelling had indeed caught attention, not unwanted, but called for a friend. Sir Vincent, hearing his master had come outside once again, casually made his way into the courtyard. He snorted at the woman, though didn't approach them steps.

Dayna glared at the doors, crossing her arms as she mentally burned a hole into the boards. After a few moments of silence, she then turned, walked down the steps and mounted Sir Vincent, her glaring then directed at the whole castle.