Luckily for Tal, Edmund releasing his weapon with one hand to try and grab at the courier's leg just meant that he lost control of his weapon and missed his attempt to trap the Accepted. The older man's movements were too fast (this time), and he skipped lightly back across the courtyard pavers, opening some distance between them and freeing up his weapon for his next attack.
It also gave Edmund a chance to talk, and Tal wrinkled his nose when he used the word 'Mother.' That was never not weird, and sent an uncomfortable shiver down his spine in memory of how the Ascended tended to talk about their goddess. "Did y'hate your magic that much?" he asked, bluntly curious. It wasn't uncommon with Abandoned, especially those from the Grounds, but wasn't Edmund from Torchline...?
Regardless, Tal darted to the side and forward at an angle, spinning the axe smoothly and then jabbing the butt of the handle towards the side of Edmund's ribs as he moved past.
It also gave Edmund a chance to talk, and Tal wrinkled his nose when he used the word 'Mother.' That was never not weird, and sent an uncomfortable shiver down his spine in memory of how the Ascended tended to talk about their goddess. "Did y'hate your magic that much?" he asked, bluntly curious. It wasn't uncommon with Abandoned, especially those from the Grounds, but wasn't Edmund from Torchline...?
Regardless, Tal darted to the side and forward at an angle, spinning the axe smoothly and then jabbing the butt of the handle towards the side of Edmund's ribs as he moved past.
