He learned early on to only engage the massively strong blond sparingly, who'd been looking at him strangely ever since the first time he'd gotten in twenty feet or so of him. The guy was familiar, but he couldn't quite place a name, from the look on his opponents face he could say the same.
Ghost had landed at least a couple cuts, fast ripostes before gaining distance and relying more on magic. Blondie however had knocked him around at least four or five times sending him flying with that massive bandaged sword of his After which he always needed to heal himself. They were both holding the back, it was the reason he wasn't exhausted and even fighting.
The man feinted which Ghost fell for and ended up this that massive sword locking his and the the guy grabbing a hold of the collar of his armor, and looking him in the face, and then in happened.
"Alexander?"
Ghost screwed his eyes shut and held his head at the feelings of recognition, shock, a little embarrassment, and memories from the castle in question, before blinking in his own feelings of shock.
"Cloud?"