Cho Sun-Jin? Truly an odd name, but then these sorcerers were unlike other men he had encountered. It seemed that the man while able to understand and even speak with Kolskegg he appeared to have difficulties with some words. 

This Cho backed away as Kolskegg advanced, mimicking his movements the entire time. Clever, clever it was a good way to keep his distance. Presumably to keep the fire stick in place since the man didn’t have a sword or axe.  

The earthquakes subsided with a few lingering tremors then nothing save an eerie silence settling on the island. The rune of Sleipnir gripped the Northman. He felt the surge of energy through his body. A smile graced his lips a moment as he hopped behind a collapsed building.  Stopping a moment he hefted his shield before him. 

Adjusting the grip on the shield he banged it twice then began running zig-zagging, avoiding and hopping over the crumbled detritus that littered the ground. Body low as he ran moved to close the ground between them. Each step his speed increased, he was moving quite fast in a dead run now. Kolskegg was a fluid and graceful form, slipping and dodging betwixt drooping walls and shattered pillars.  Before him a crumbled pile of wall lay, hunching shoulders he ran straight at the debris when he suddenly whipped to his right leaving the pile between the two men. 

A still pond, roughly 20 feet in diameter and 5 feet deep lay before him. Without stopping the Viking hit the water and ran across it as if it were solid ground.  He was aiming for a ruined watch tower, all the while trying it flank Cho the wizard and his fire stick, his eyes always finding the man, keeping him in sight the entire while. The distance was shrinking, even through this spiraling run inward, the distance inexorably closed.