“Heads up human!” Tanismore had shouted, Handy turned and brought his shield up just in time to block a two legged buck from the flying Griffon. His footing had been awkward, and the blow came as a surprise, Tanismore had put his full half armoured weight into it and it knock Handy backwards. He struggled to re-find his footing, felt himself falling and eventually ducked into a ball and rolled to get back to his feet. Handy was only wearing his mail along with his jeans and some padding on his shoulders, arms and chest. Tanismore, similarly, was lightly armoured.