{Owain's eyes go wide, backing off quickly and growling lightly. Two swords, the second appearing from nowhere, was a mean trick-but they hadn't set too many rules, and it was all the more of a challenge this way. Smirking a bit as he quickly tried to think of the best way to approach a man with two blades, he settled into a defensive stance again. If Roxas didn't attack, he'd come at him soon again, but if the other would like an opportunity to attack again, this was it.}