He's stopped, dodging Warren's tackle, charging forward to find himself on the ground. He laughs, jumping back up, no blood seemin to fall from the wound. "You see, you haven't the means to kill me." He grinned. Realization strikes Kitane and she stares at her brother for a moment.
"Silver." She whispers. The copper of her sword changes as she charges forward, silver quickly matching her eyes at the moment. She nearly stumbles, but regains her balance. In one deft move, she plunges her sword into Aerrow's chest, his having missed her face by inches. A choked sound emits from him and she kicks him on the ground. "Who's the flea now?" She spits blood on his face, satisfied at the look in his crimson eyes.