[It's an interesting change of pace, being the one taller than his
opponent for a change. Ivar notices the reversal immediately, paying close
attention the same way he was during the first part of their fight. He
takes out his axe, still holding onto his fire horse at the spot where
the neck meets the shoulders tightly with his left hand.]
Ready.
[He clicks his tongue, and after a moment's hesitation, Skinfaxi
moves forward at a brisk trot. Ivar stays on the horse purely through his
grip strength as he ends up bouncing along. He leans over the side of the
animal, swiping at Bucky with the axe.]
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[It's an interesting change of pace, being the one taller than his opponent for a change. Ivar notices the reversal immediately, paying close attention the same way he was during the first part of their fight. He takes out his axe, still holding onto his fire horse at the spot where the neck meets the shoulders tightly with his left hand.]
Ready.
[He clicks his tongue, and after a moment's hesitation, Skinfaxi moves forward at a brisk trot. Ivar stays on the horse purely through his grip strength as he ends up bouncing along. He leans over the side of the animal, swiping at Bucky with the axe.]