Saïx could have almost laughed at that. Disarming was hardly the best tactic, when he could simply return his sword to his hand with an idle thought.

But if his opponent chose to go over that instead of something that would inflict more damage, he wasn't about to correct the error. Pain was the best teacher there was, and he intended to see that it did his job. Of course, even with that he was hardly about to let himself be disarmed. Far from it in fact, and as Remus once again drew near, he slammed the point of the sword into the ground.

Where it struck, a ripple of moon-pale fire sprang up, moving in Remus' direction.