He gritted his teeth as he felt the blood run down the side of his head. He really missed that helmet; unfortunately, the mare was now between him and it. He undid one of the clasps of his cloak, causing it to flutter wildly, the moonlight on his armour causing it to dazzle spectacularly. The mare was suitably distracted and shielded her eyes. Big mistake. He rushed towards her and shoved her out of the way with his shield. The blades on her hooves moved position and hooked into the underside of the shield as she pulled. The shield was taken off and Handy staggered back. He corrected himself and raised his hammer in two hands.