Before Tanek could finish his question, Galad charged forward, springing off his heel like a deer, head down. He rammed into Tanek's middle with enough force to send the boy flying back, elf with him, to crash onto the padded floor several feet away.
Galad looked up, then down at Tanek and grinned. "I call this game human bowling." Twisting, Galad got up, lifting Tanek's arms above his head two pin back. The elf's legs wrapped around Tanek's waist. "And this game, how long until the human begs for mercy?"