[Tch. Cheeky little scamp, isn't she? Of course, she might just be saying that to distract him. While Ivar might have things that distract him in battle, a pretty girl has never been one of them.
The last time they fought had been a long time ago. He hadn't been used to the mobility the wheelchair provided back then. Now he was much better at it. There's a harsh scraping sound of the wheels on the floor as he quickly turns the chair, almost fast enough to tip him over, but not quite. He folds the axe in closer to his body, a defensive move that can easily turn offensive again.]
no subject
The last time they fought had been a long time ago. He hadn't been used to the mobility the wheelchair provided back then. Now he was much better at it. There's a harsh scraping sound of the wheels on the floor as he quickly turns the chair, almost fast enough to tip him over, but not quite. He folds the axe in closer to his body, a defensive move that can easily turn offensive again.]