Rezar didn't have time to think, he just did the first thing that came to mind, and that was to let go, much to the shock of his soldiers as they called out for him. But Rezar was not so despaired that he would be falling to his death, he pulled out Vita Gratia in midair, separated the weapon and sent the first blade flying upwards, its chain rustling in the cold of night and glowing as it stabbed into the chest of a snow elf and proceeded to go through the head of another before stabbing into the mountain wall on the ledge above them.