However, no matter how Charlie ran, he was not avoiding Barlin's side.

He had yet to land when Barlin rushed out of the icy cave, and he had to aim his landing to the west and kept running once his feet touched ground.

Neither of them could fly, and didn't have flying swords they could sword surf on—or know the technique, for that matter.

All they could do was keep running across the icy plains at superhuman speed.

Charlie was quick, but Barlin kept closing in on him, his smile cold and grad