Damian did not have any more useful scrolls left and neither could he afford any dip in his mana anymore. He was already feeling the effect of low mana in his body. Damian knew that the princess was a mage, so maybe he wouldn't need it. For this few minutes Damian did not care about anything else, the knights that might come or the captain of the king's guard that might chase him down, only the opponent in front of him mattered.
Getting his short sword Damian breathed in and out taking the stance of a crouching tiger, the princess also changed her form to something that Damian did not recognize. With one cold breeze of salty sea hitting both of them, they moved forward. Damian leaping forward with his controlled footwork and aggressive changing sword style, the princess using both her swords with so fluid momentum and flexible style Damian was socked to see someone capable enough to use two swords at knife and a fork level of harmony.
