The blond's eyes went wide as his attack was blocked so easily, and he was thrown head over heels as the flames hit him full force. He screamed in pain as his body was propelled backward, all of his weight hitting his right shoulder as he slammed into the ground. The key clattered away from him, laying on the ground in the empty space the crowd had left for the two combatants.

He stood slowly, stumbling, then suddenly the key appeared in his hand with another bright flash of light. It dragged him forward with its awkward weight, his sound of surprise echoing between the buildings. He didn't fall, but with his weakened body it was close. He looked back toward his attacker, his face stern and ready, but his chest was heaving up and down with each breath. He wasn't going to last much longer.