Moonspear fear is the hand that pulls your strings

Revui would win. He had to win. If he'd known that @Charon was watching the combat from nearby he would've been pressed to try harder, but he wasn't aware that the mountain's true king was watching. He only knew that the stranger's strength was getting clearer with every movement, and his own shortcomings were just as blinding. He roared and dove in for an all-out assault fueled by his frustration and realized his mistake almost too late.

The stranger had been goading him with his style rather than the taunting of words. He'd done exactly what Lewellyn had warned against, and Revui fell for every bit of it - and as he dove in to strike, he felt the sharp clatter of his jaws being forced shut as the stranger countered him with his thick skull. Revui tasted blood and was temporarily dazed by the dizzying after-effect of the blow, staggering sidelong in to a tree that shuddered with the effort of bracing against his weight.

The fight was over. He turned his head, glaring with a sweeping glance of his cold eyes, and spat out a tooth.