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This sudden change in tactics caught Torm by surprise, allowing Jaek a few cuts here or there, but didn't staunch his offensive too greatly. In fact, it gave him an excuse to stagger his approach, tossing in less ground-based movements, and applying a greater set of acrobatics. Jaek's fury at being pressed out of the city in this manner made Torm fight to keep his smile from widening into a big pearly target. His anger implied he didn't know exactly what Torm was planning to do when he pushed him out of the city.

Torm's attack methods were much more sporadic than before, rather than solid and driving. He employed much more open and acrobatic movements, much more quickly than most normal creatures would consider reasonably feasible. He'd slowed his reliance on telekinetic shoves and pushes, allowing his own lack of predictability to help the sway of the fight. That's when he finally got it, a clean cut. A nice, hefty strike across the stomach, shredding the armor and leaving a shallow wound on the flesh underneath, followed up immediately by a strike across the head, which rends the Northerner's helmet, cutting his face and sending the arctic metal remains flying off to the side. He takes the opportunity opened by this pair of strikes to throw most of his force into a flat-out telekinetic wave, throwing himself into Jaek in a full-body tackle, and sending the pair of them flying through the gates and crashing into the forest at bullet speeds, certain most of the inevitable crash would be absorbed by the Frostarian's insanely durable armor and the sturdy, if a little bruised, flesh beneath. For the split-second it takes him to do so whilst they're sailing through the air, Torm speaks to Jaek's mind "Listen, when we land, we need to take a short distance, and then I'll explain why exactly I just flat-out threw us both out of the city. It's an unimaginative plan, but a good one. You're gonna like this." he explains shortly.