Lan was expecting Kat to retaliate while he was being distracted by the other kids fighting, but she didn't. If Lan was her, thank the gods he wasn't, he would've gone in for the kill with some type of spear or something of the sorts. Impale him right in the chest. Lan's mind begins to trail of again as he thinks of other ways the girl could've killed him in the small time period. Idiot! Get it together! the boy's head yelled at himself. The boy really was just one-track minded. It was a shame too. He could be thinking about ways he could've died, attack Kathrianne and possibly think about what he would eat for dinner that night. But he was one-track minded so he could not think about dying and food at the same thing. Lan would rather think about food, but it was not the right time to do so. His survival was what mattered now.
Lan walks around the perimiter of the climbing wall's top, banging his stick up and down. Stupid thing, it took ages to work. Finally the crooked staff started to change form into a sword with a Celestial Bronze blade that gleamed brightly in the sun. Lan had forgotten that his staff could do that; it could also become a shield as well. Maybe it would have the capability to come up with what he could eat tonight instead of making him actually ponder it. Loosing focus again. Lan shakes his head vigorously to bring him back into his normal state of mind. He looks down to Kat, still wondering why she wasn't attacking him. Then it hit him. He was being totally cheap! He wasn't giving the girl any chance to be able to fight back. How unfair! Well, life was unfair. With a sigh, Lan hops off the wall and lands softly on the ground a few feet away from Kat.
'Sorry. I was being kind of cheap,' the boy says with a smirk as he holds his sword by his side with his left hand, which was his dominate one. Now things might get heated, or in this fight, chilled. Very frosty. Like, frostbite cold. Well, you get the idea.