760 No Choice

The instant Leonel's greeting fell, so too did his spear. 

Mikael's expression changed, reacting quickly. He was a veteran of battle after all. And, as far as he was concerned, Leonel challenging him on foot while he sat atop his horse was one of the most foolish decisions he could have ever made. 

Mikael pulled at his reins, pulling a massive hammer from his back and using the momentum of his horse reeling back and stamping down to swing with all his might. 

But, as though he had seen through Mikael's ploy from the very beginning, the trajectory of Leonel's spear had already shifted, its long, flexible body snapping in the air at a flick of his wrist and shooting through to the steed's falling throat like a meteor.