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Dylan screamed as he was thrown out of the arena by some strange force that he could only identify coming from Midnight. Dylan hated heights. He crafted a slide out of the ice so he could make it back to the arena without getting caught up in the substance that reminded him of the shit they made roads out of. Black top or something like that. He made sure that he had a strong barrier of ice between his feet and the darkness on the ground. It took him a few moments but he slid into the training field and straight into Midnight knocking her off of her feet.

Dylan laughed like a child sliding around the arena with Midnight close in tow. He had quite the bit of momentum from sliding from a high point and he was going to use that to his advantage. He knocked her around a bit, the ice slamming her up against random objects and tossing her in the air only to catch her again and propel her into something else. This wouldn't last for long and he knew it so he had to make the most of it. The ice licked at her pulling her in two different directions at once. He formed a huge block of ice about 12' X 12' and dropped it directly on top of her. He was expecting her to move but as she did not, it hit her full on. He didn't really take into account that she was blind and couldn't see that coming. Her body crumpled under the weight and Dylan stopped for a second wondering if perhaps that was a little much. He knew Midnight was strong but really, that could have killed any one of them easy. He didn't want to lift up the block and see a dead Midnight and he also didn't want to lift it up and see a pissed off Midnight. No matter what this would end bad for him.