Temujin snarls. Batu shouts obscenities at his most hostile foe. Temajun’s sword points directly back in return.
Batu’s mount stomps on the lake’s icy skin before charging… “Uukhai.”
Temujin glances at cracks appearing below his stirrups temporarily distracting his focus.
Batu aims his weapon in one fluid motion at Temujin’s only good eye. Momentum forces his steel point home.
Twisting in agony, Temujin and his mare fall through the slender ice sheet. Along with Batu and his chestnut steed.