Olhal looked in her direction... but apparently failed to see her, and continued trying to crawl away... his jacket got caught on a rock, and his left sleeve of his leather jacket ripped off completely. He ignored it, and continued.
Xor and the newcomer now had their blades locked together; pushing, trying to knock the other off balance. The newcomer apparently was winning, but Xor glowed for a second and began pushing harder; suddenly, the newcomer took one hand off his blade, drew a gladius and stabbed Xor... who, ripped out the blade, threw it aside, stumbled, picked up Fyroh, and took off before the newcomer could do anything else... black drops of blood falling from the sky.