Magnus is pretty sure Hanguang-jun would somersault through midair less if he had more fights against axe-wielding berserkers. And on some level -- a very, very secret level, beknownst only to himself (and, eventually, Alex) -- he's glad he asked the guy more used to melees to teach him. Even if he does never return to Valhalla, even if he never has to fight for real ever again, he likes knowing that the education he's getting is applicable to the experiences he's used to.

"Okay," he nods. "The acrobatics make sense."