The market

[Maero]

Mickal laughed in insanely and pointed his sword forward into the fire, suddenly expanding a dead zone from its blade destroying the magical flames almost instantly. And indeed the zone continued to grow and grow until all in the room was wrapped in dead zone. "Now now brother." Said the insane mutant, his body radiating with anti magic, which was probably one of the reasons he was able to kill so many wizards, even without magic. "After so many years you think I would just let you use magic? Did you not notice this room, how it is so perfectly suited to anti magic, how naturally a dead zone forms? Normally I have to stay put to use my dead zone...but here."

Mickal demonstrated his mobility then by lunging forward, using his sword to strike out at D savagely, attempting to flay him in hundreds if bladed blows. "Come brother!" He screamed as he attacked. "You were once a swordsman, not a mage, surely you have not forgotten our sparing lessons?!" And indeed D would find the knowledge to fight within his new memories, if he hadnt already mastered a blade. Unfortunately, when it came to swords play it was Mickal who had triumphed in the past. Whatever D had with him was his weapon, and he would have to force Mickal to drop the dead zone if he wanted any hope of killing him. Perhaps beating him until he could concentrate no longer would do the trick, now the real trick was doing it.