Tal hadn't really thought about why Sah had asked to spar. It kind of just seemed like the natural thing to do when they saw each other. Usually words, sure, but weapons had their place, too. And just because Sah was annoying and insufferable and just ugh - except when he wasn't, which was maybe more often than it used to be - Tal knew they wouldn't really hurt each other.
"The soldiers called it a glaive. It's like an axe an' a spear combined into one," Tal said proudly, as if he'd invented it himself and not found it rummaging around in the barracks armory.
As if to prove his point he swung it axe-like at the hunter, but the downside to such a powerful move was how much it telegraphed his intention. He didn't even have time to scowl as Sah dodged and then stepped in, but the glaive's shorter shaft was far easier to maneuver in tight spaces and faster to shift around than that of a proper spear, and he was easily able to draw the weapon back to get the haft between his leg and Sah's sword.
And from there it was almost instinctive to try and twist the blade away in an attempt to open up Sah's torso to a friendly tap from the business end of Tal's weapon.
"The soldiers called it a glaive. It's like an axe an' a spear combined into one," Tal said proudly, as if he'd invented it himself and not found it rummaging around in the barracks armory.
As if to prove his point he swung it axe-like at the hunter, but the downside to such a powerful move was how much it telegraphed his intention. He didn't even have time to scowl as Sah dodged and then stepped in, but the glaive's shorter shaft was far easier to maneuver in tight spaces and faster to shift around than that of a proper spear, and he was easily able to draw the weapon back to get the haft between his leg and Sah's sword.
And from there it was almost instinctive to try and twist the blade away in an attempt to open up Sah's torso to a friendly tap from the business end of Tal's weapon.
