Stavanger Bay my heart is broke, but i have some glue

Rannveig released a cry of war before lunging toward the warhound. Ford steeled himself and prepared for the surprise that would surely accompany such a move. After all, the jester never truly could do something so simple as reach out to attack – not without a plan for something more that was potentially at play in the back of his mind. The titan was not so foolish that he would simply believe the attack to be what it was. Instead, he dove backward and found his footing in the damp sands. There, he took a defensive posture and waited to see what his brother might attempt next.