How unfortunate to find that the child's aggression is not mere posturing! The task of disarming a foe without breaking its body and smiting it into the Pale is a novel one, but Nhodd is nothing if not capable of precision when he is sure of what he means to do. He skirts to the side and strikes the child's arm to deflect the blade with inhuman quickness, then continues both movements, trying to slide his hand down to the boy's wrist so he can bring the limb with him as he positions himself behind the human.