'Unicorn? No.' He spun the glaive around and swiped low, forcing the green earth pony to jump back, his blade grazing the iron guards on the pony's forelegs. The young equine, too small for his armour, went wide-eyed at the speed with which the human recovered and took a few steps back, evaluating its next approach. 'As useful as that was, it would be distracting, and I won't win by sneaking around.'