Rarrick grunted, still unable to drag himself out from under the person who had surprise-attacked him (he has no way of knowing that Qwind fell, I wouldn't think). He lashed out with his foot, trying his best to dislodge his attacker just enough to gain an advantage.

Qwind then felt his "pillow" moving under him.

(:rofl: That made me laugh out loud for some reason... XDD)

Finally, Rarrick was in control of his right arm. He reached back and sent another fireball out. It was a wild shot; he couldn't see his attacker, he could only hope something would make the man let go.

"Ahhh!" Cried Qwind part of his hair got singed with a fire ball, jumping up into the air he faced his 'pillow' and was shocked. It was Rarrick.

(Sorry for the delay: the power has been out for a few days.)

The attack worked better than Bakar could have hoped for. He quickly set another stone in his sling as he watched the two men in a pile of confusion. Bakar saw this as his chance to close the distance between them; it was now or never. He leaped over the the boulders and swung his sling over his head. He quickly let a stone loose in the direction of the two men and then bolted in their direction.
A burst of fire erupted from the entangled men. They suddenly split apart. Bakar thought it wise to make his first attack on the one already standing. Bakar maintained his forward momentum and leaped into the air, both feet aimed at Qwind's back.

Qwind, getting hit on the chest of Bakars feet he slid on the floor and looked up.

Bakar landed--quite expectantly--on his own back and quickly swung his foot around toward Rarrick's face.

*waits for Renna's reply before I make a move *

(I posted just as you said that, Mopa! XD *finds that amusing* )

Rarrick hardly had time to get to his feet before someone kicked him in the face. Stunned, he went sprawling to the ground again. He blinked a few times in an attempt to clear the darkness encroaching on his vision. Once he could see a little more clearly, he clambered to his feet. His sword was gone--he must have dropped it in the confusion. There was no time to look for it. He turned to face the other two men.

Moving his feet and getting ready to spring watched Rarrick and Bakar warily.

*Andorin apologizes that he didn’t see there were new posts on here until just now.*

Bakar didn’t waste a second. He had continued his kick to Rarrick’s face all the way into a sweeping motion of his legs which whirled his body around as he pushed up onto his feet with his good hand. He quickly kicked some gravel at Qwind and then spun around into a leaping side-kick aimed at Rarrick’s throat followed quickly by the other foot performing a midair front-kick toward his stomach.

Qwind, hating the gravel which happened to come unto his face…again. He looked around hoping he would find his knife. But he decided to go into the fray, he jumped right in.

(Agh! School keeping me from replying. Again. Sorry about that.)

Rarrick managed to twist backwards enough so that Bakar's kick only managed to glance off his neck, rather than crush his windpipe. He wasn't so lucky the second time, and Bakar's next kick caught him full-on in the stomach. Rarrick fell back and landed on the ground, slightly dazed. Knowing he had no time to wait for the fog to clear from his head, he scrabbled to his feet and staggered back, watching for who the next attack would come from.

Qwind jumped into the air and gave a flying kick that he hoped would catch the face of Rarrick.

Bakar reached up to grab Qwind's leg out of the air: he had expected an attack to follow from Qwind; though, he thought it would be aimed at him. With his one good arm, Bakar sought to shift Qwind's momentum into Rarrick, killing two birds with one stone.

Qwind at that moment knew something was amiss, he was flying straight at one moment, then, he felt himself being tugged at, and his body uncontrolled tumbling towards Rarrick.

Rarrick once again found himself on the ground underneath Qwind. This pattern was becoming increasingly frustrating. Still trying to make it so he saw more than stars flashing about in his vision, he tried to shove Qwind away.

Bakar decided it was time to try and level the playing field a little. He knew that one of his opponents could throw fire from his hands. He wondered if there were any other tricks waiting for him. He quickly ran and then slid with his foot aimed at Rarrick's nearest arm.

Qwind, dazed, watched Bakar slid towards them rolling himself to his left he tried as much as possible to get away from Rarrick.