Drakkon lunged at Sam. With a firm push, Sam skated circles around Drakkon.

“I shall tear that dough asunder,” said Lord Drakkon.

“You’ll have to catch me first.”

Drakkon was fast. Though he lacked Sam’s particular grace on the ice, he managed to close the gap a few times. Sam maintained the upper edge in maneuverability, however, the steel on his shoes allowing him a glide rather than Drakkon’s slight slipping.

“Maybe you should switch to skates, Drakkon,” Sam said. “You’re already wearing the spandex, after all.”

- Ragnarust Round 5