Cuts of Scisois ear

Taking advantage of this, I swung the sword at his huge head. My aim was true, and had the blade struck home, I would have split Siscoi’s hairless skull. But my control of time was not perfect. He was still struggling against me, and he twisted his head away as the sword came down.

I cut off his left ear, and it fell slowly to the rocky floor, spinning like a red-tinted autumn leaf in the damp, chill breeze that heralds the approach of winter in the County.

B10 C23