Grimm retrieved his axe while Godbolt buckled under Brianna's assault. When he stood and threw her aside, Grimm launched it through the air again.
This time, it struck Gaovulte dead-on in the chest. He was thrown backwards and hit the ground., skidding for several metres. He grabbed the axe with both hands and threw it to the side, watching in frustration as it mysteriously returned to Grimm's grasp.
Grimm dove at him and swung the axe with his powerful right arm, slamming the edge into his opponent's shoulder. Godbolt screamed as it managed to break through his flesh and draw a small amount of blood. This was a thing that had not happened in some years.
Grimm raised the axe above his head with both hands, and swung it downwards.
Godbolt rolled out of the way, finding himself pressed up against a newly relocated tree trunk. He wrapped both arms around the trunk, pulled it out of the ground, and swung it at Grimm like a club.
The tree trunk hit Grimm squarely in the side, and he went flying thirty metres down the battlefield, landing skull-first in the mud.
Gaovulte strode confidently towards his victim, before suddenly finding himself tackled from behind by a small, shiny man.
