[Sword 4 Hire]

The ice crystals shatter into The Mercenaries gut exploding into thousands of shards of white mist. Before he can fall he reaches up and grabs a hold of Mourdor's suspended leg. Gasping for breathes he winces a slight smirk towards the creature before reaching up with his other hand which held tight to the gunblade and viciously took a slash at Mourdor's face.

"Cough...Cough...thanks for the wild ride...heh heh heh."

He then let go and fell towards the earth, barely landing on his feet due to the injury he had since taken from the Winged One Mourdor. Sword 4 Hire...oblivious towards the rest of the fight, focused towards his pants pocket, and pull out an X-potion and engulfed it within his mouth. A spring of light shot from the soles of his feet and radiated towards his face. He then looked behind at Black Thornn and began to trot towards him. Inches away from him he looked up at the great warriors irritated face. Although the Mercenary was tall, he was not as tall as Black Thornn. He then patted him on the soldier and whispered something to him.

"Thanks for the boost....no hard feelings right? Heh heh...but after my quarrel is finished with Mourdor, I'd love to test you..."

Sword 4 Hire then looks over Black Thornn's shoulder...

"Oh and Soul...I've already studied you and know that you are indeed a gifted fighter...so save some of your energy for me...things could get fun between us, but first....I must pay that ice spitting devil a visit..."

Sword 4 Hire turns around and walks slowly toward the one among the clouds...