With a dark blush on my cheeks I'd land in a heap across the room, the wind having messed up my black and red hair. "If you want to make me angry sweetheart you're gonna have to do better." My tone would be teasing, a smirk of my own on my lips. 

Getting up I'd snag a sword from the wall, swinging it around in my hand I'd get into a fighting stance and slowly make my way around the room like a lion circling prey. "And honestly, you're the only one who needs practice."

With the smirk on my face widening, I'd take a step closer to you, "Not just in sword fighting either, if i'm not mistaken I'd say your arrogance has tripled you could use a dose in humility. Fortunately I'm willing to teach you some by kicking your ass."

"Maybe I was trying to arouse you." Dan smirked again, now following Kitty's circling motion with his sword held firmly infront of him. "We'll see." He said quickly, before darting forward. Aiming at her chest he delivered a series of swings, alternating between left and right. If they hit their mark then it would be great, but even if she managed to block he hoped the multitude of attacks would force her to retreat backwards towards the wall.

Grinding my teeth together I'd work hard to dodge each blow, although some would catch me just barely and leave small nicks on my arms as each clash of the swords would cause my to take a few steps backward. Unable to positively strike back due to the onslaught of blows. "Always such a flirt aren't you?" I'd say this with a roll of my eyes, obviously not buying into his taunting. 

Attempting to dodge another strike I'd duck downwards, swinging my foot out to try and knock you off balance.

With each step he pushed her back Dan readied himself for a sudden change in his strikes, however before the chance came a swing came for his legs. Knocked down slightly by the kick, he shot out his spare hand, reaching for Kitty's sword arm. Aiming to grab her by the wrist and restrict her weapon's movement, he'd also send a stab up at her thigh, hoping she might be unable to block it.

The triumphant smirk that had been on my face for a brief moment would disappear as I nearly pitch forward as you grab my wrist, jerking my hand to try and get it free. I'd grunt and clench my mouth shut as I feel the sword connect with my thigh along with a burning sensation, blood spilling down from the wound. 

Trying to make the best of the situation I'd pull my other arm back and make my hand into a fist, sending it forward aiming to hit your face with great force if it connected.

"Agh!" Dan grunted as he recoiled backwards from the hit to the face, losing his grip on her arm. Knowing that her sword was now free again he let himself continue to fall back, transitioning his movement into a backwards roll which allowed him to stand up again, now a few meters away from her. Again he raised his sword infront of him, ignoring the slight bruise on his face.

"You fight dirty, not fair."

A devious smirk would make its way onto my face as I stand up straight again, getting into a fighting stance and twirling the sword in my hand. A chuckle would escape me as I look at the slight bruise on your face. 

"Alls fair in love and war sweetheart." Darting forward, I'd aim a few slashes at your chest hoping to knock you back a bit if they hit their target. "Then again, you're the one who decided not to make any rules before hand, you should be happy I aimed for your face."

Blocking the first two slashes in quick succession, Dan would then twist his sword upwards on the third. This way he hoped to lock their blades against each other, allowing him to move in close and stare her cockily in the face. Keeping pressure on locking the blades together, he'd return a smirk.

"Getting hot in here, isn't it?" Dan couldn't help but make the joke, as he tightened his grip on Blightslayer and focused on the runes etched along it. Soon enough the blade set alight, fire running along it's edge and threatening to cast embers on Kitty's face. It would be now he would let the locking of their blades go, and step aside to bring his sword around and swing for her back as she hopefully moved past him.

"It is getting rather warm in here," I'd smile slightly with an amused look in my eye, "but I can handle a little heat." My blue eyes would watch as the fire runs along the edge of the sword before you move the blade away. 

Trying to react quickly, I'd attempt to move past you to attack from the side, bringing my sword back before swinging it forward again to hit with immense force if my attack was successful.

With his sword out of place, Dan's arm took a cut along the side. Grimacing in pain he quickly spun to face her, holding his sword forward whilst keeping his wounded arm back. Sword still aflame, he dashed forward again, this time going for a direct stab through Kitty's stomach. Should it go through her or not, he would also send a kick to her legs, hoping to either push her off his blade or push her away should she dodge the stab.

Realizing his intentions too late a hiss of pain would slip past my lips as I feel the sword go through my stomach, a burning sensation in the wound would cause me to stumble slightly added with the kick to the legs. Dropping to my knees a bit of blood would drip out of my mouth, another streak of black forming in my hair. 

My moves would be slightly sluggish as I move off the blade, falling onto my back and scooting back a couple feet with my free hand to my stomach as I try to get my bearings as my back hits the wall. 

"S-Shit." I'd curse quietly under my breath, looking upwards I'd smirk slightly as I take notice of a knife hanging on the armory wall. Forcing myself to get up I'd quickly snag the knife and whip it forward, aiming for the shoulder that's connected to your sword arm.

The sound of flesh parting came from Dan's shoulder, but only when he looked to see the dagger lodged in it did he feel it's pain. Nevertheless he continued forward, dropping his sword along the way and reaching for the dagger inside him. With a rough pull he ripped it from himself, causing him to grit his teeth.

Kneeling down before Kitty, he placed the dagger to her throat and looked her dead in the eye. Despite the pain he managed a small smirk, before leaning in to kiss her lips.

Sighing softly I'd lean in briefly before pulling away. Running a hand over my face I'd glance away as another streak of black appears in my hair.

"Fine. You win. For now..."