Havok and the winged cat had made their way around in a circle around the dungeon core. Both of them had received several injuries from each other, but neither of them was even close to being done. Each time they clashed they partially destroyed the area around them. None of the other winged cats dared to intervene, but it was out of respect. The humans did not intervene out of fear, none of them wanted to get caught up in that battle. Also, the speeds at which they were moving at even with their enhanced sight they barely managed to make out what was happening.
"Licks From the Devil!" Said Havok as two long black whips made of darkness manifested in his hands. The cat flapped its wings as it moved backwards which also sent two large blasts of wind Havok's way. So he swung both his whips at them.
Thwack! Boom!
After neutralizing those two attacks, Havok was the one that was doing the chasing now.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
