Ite dodged to the side of the icicle, the spear shearing the flesh off of his right arm at the bicep. It was a debilitating injury for the limb, but he would be able to press on.
Channeling the magic held for the aerial attack instead toward the ground would have to do. It would no longer be an attack from above.
Instead, it would provide velocity for a decisive strike from the ground.
After Ite launched forth, he slid toward Cain. The ground froze as he slipped forward, prepared to slash the now defenseless steed of Cain's legs. A slash to the knees would surely put it out of commission.
Finally it would be a fair fight.
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