"Breathe, damnit," growled a voice from the darkness.
"It's too late; most of the gas has passed through the hallway already," said another. "We'll have to fight him ourselves. Let's try to capture him."
The two voices still had not revealed themselves, and the source of their voices could not be determined. They had to be aware that he could hear them, but they seemed not to care. The dust began to swirl around Jehu dangerously.
"No, we haven't learned that technique yet, idiot. What are you trying to do? It's pointless to do it wrong. No, we have to fight him ourselves." This was the second voice, coming from a bulge on the ground that grew, slowly becoming a man-shape. Seconds later, another bulge grew from the ground. The feminine shape was apparent, even under the ragged shrouds they both wore.
"I'm not an idiot! I figured that... it wouldn't hurt to try..."
"You'll just tire yourself, trying to do something of which you're not capable. Now. Concentrate on our foe, please. Don't get distracted." With that, the young man lifted an arm and, with an executing slash, sent a blade of sand at Jehu, followed by two more, at different heights. The woman only watched, carefully.
[[Sorry for taking so long; I plan to try to get online more often, now.]]