He watched as her hammer swung down and tried to pull back his own weapon, but he could not. Her foot was suddenly airborne and he let his grip drop from his spear. He heard it clang and clatter against the ground but he was only focused on moving backward. Her attack was exactly what she wanted it to be: he moved backward, released his spear, and was slightly off balance.
The hunter retaliated as he tried to balance himself. He thought quickly but wasn't sure if he would be able to do it. He had never tried. But, if he were going to look like an idiot trying, now was a pretty good time. He swung his whole head down, and willed from within himself that the rack he sprouted as a reindeer sprout now from his human head. They did, to his surprise, and a grin wrapped over his features. He took a step towards Morgan, swinging the antlers again as he tried to grapple for his spear.
