As Maris lay on the turf, not far from the spreading pools of blood, with her breastplate split open by a blow that did her no harm, did she wonder what had went wrong?<br/><br/>Kael could tell from her eyes, that the tawny haired girl had him in her sights as she leveld her lance.  Three tails of hair flared out like flags, 2 red, one black, as Kael spun to the right of and along the shaft of the lance towards the shieldmaiden.  Her comander lifted his blade as if actualy expecting him to be so stupid as to go for her first, as his eyes had advertised.<br/><br/>At the final spin the Cimmerian was already between the horses. Bodhan's blade was already coming down in anticipation of his positioning to strike at Maris, but Kael had changed his whole momentum with the flexing of one mighty ankle and now leapt up the front of Bodan's horse, axe coming down on the officer more with a the shaft than the blade.  Kael didn't care, his momentum and motion propelled him up, using the axe against the Zamoran like a branch to pull up and roll around, shoving the officer to the ground with a pained cry and leaving him on the officer's horse.<br/><br/>Kael didn't pause to argue with the horse, though, he gave it one order with the knee towards Maris to make it wheel as his axe moved with it, causing a minions blade to explode as the mighty Cimerian cleaved from skull to the side of neck and came out the other end.<br/><br/>The blow ended with the horse facing the oposite way.  Kael healed the animal and it surged away.  The others desperatly wheeled and turned, managing to further trample their officer.  Kael road no further than 30 paces before abruptly disapearing off of one side of the horse.  As he came up, he chopped the foreleg from his prize's mount, tumbling her into the dust.<br/><br/>Then there were three, but they were organized now.  This was stll a fight he could win, but winning it wasn't enough, he had to come out in good enough shape to enjoy the spoils.  Spinning about, he sprinted flat out for the officer as the horseman ran after.  Raising the axe high, he took a teasing swipe at the downed man as he passed, but let him live this time to keep the men desperate.  Kael let them bare down on him close and hard all the way to the edge of the cliff.<br/><br/>Then he just leapt, and the all too eager mercinaries, who hadn't spent the last few minutes finding the handholds, fell past him to their screaming deaths.<br/><br/>A few mometns later, Kael came back over the edge, axe getting set down first.  He found the tawny haired girl's sword at his throat.  Grinning up at her, he made a lewd sugestion in his native tongue, and she glowered at him, spat a curse, then lifted back the sword to cut him down.<br/><br/>His eyes focused past her and widened.  For a split instant she glanced a bit further away than she should.<br/><br/>No one should ever underestimate a Cimmerian on the edge of a cliff, his boot found a handhold he'd already spied and he surged up, foot going onto the edge and shoulder going into her breastplate.  He took a minor wound on the shoulder, but she flew eight feet into the air and hit the ground hard, loosing her blade.  Kael followed, splitting her breastplate.<br/><br/>He drew three deep breaths, then like a stalking panther paced across to the officer crawling for his blade and stomped on the back of his neck.<br/><br/>Turning back to the tawny haired girl, he gave her a cold smile with burning silver-grey eyes.  "Takes a hell of a lot to get a few hours alone with you, Maris."