It was impressive that Sable was able to cast while the ropes were pulling on him; even more impressive that the lad had switched hands and cast successfully. "Don't be afraid to use your body, as you were trying to do just then. You don't have to block every spell, and if pure physicality can save you from being hit, then you're using every advantage you have," he called as he blocked the spell.

Tate knew he was breaking the rhythm of the duel, which probably wasn't doing Sabel any favors. Falling into that space in your mind where you were all instinct, action and reaction, cause and effect, was almost a sacred experience, and he kept jerking the boy out of it when he found teachable moments. He'd try to focus on the dueling and not try to teach.

As if to punctuate his point, Tate sent a series of knockback spells, one after another, right at Sabel. That would get them moving.