That was when the crimson rune on the First Blade seem to glow a little brighter. It wasn't by much, but Ian would slowly feel his life force ebbing away; having not been wounded, it was barely noticeable, but it was happening. If he were to concentrate, he would see a strange red mist traveling from his body to Ike's, entering his own body. Ike grinned wildly, rushing at Ian once more. This time, he feinted a stab, then threw a punch towards Ian, aimed at his gut.