Darts

Zayne, Andre, and Tina stared at each other intently for some time, examining their enemy. Neither was in a hurry as they pondered their next move.

"What do you want from me? If you want to fight, I'm not going to get involved." Zayne said calmly, which made Tina frown.

"What are you talking about...?" Tina asked in a sweet voice, but she couldn't quite contain her irritation.

"You don't want to answer?" Zayne sighed, "Well, that's your right. See you later." Zayne shrugged, and his silhouette glowed brightly.

Andre's eyes sparkled as he swung his arm quickly, throwing a dart in Zayne's direction. Zayne's body came to rest, then he tilted his head, passing the dart near his neck.

"So you came to fight, after all... You should have said so..." Zayne shook his head as if he was upset that he didn't get it right away.

"Shit... Andre... He's mocking us!" Tina muttered angrily, clutching her staff tightly.