"We'll ponder it later," Ned said under his breath.
[Got it.]
ICE responded and Khiccaal dashed in a blurring purple light. Ned was following Khiccaal's movements under his display, could his body do the same?
Ned slashed the saber in a wide arc as Khiccaal entered his attacking range. For a moment, Ned could feel the rush of excitement as he battles an enemy much stronger than him.
But Khiccaal, although one-handed, flipped backward, evading the saber, then dashed forward upon landing. He stopped head to head with Ned and smirked, trying to get ahead of himself. He growled in a guttural mocking way and jumped backward. He said some beastian language Ned wasn't able to understand.
