He gets a swift back hand but it more catches his horn than anything. Either way he's being slide to the side, quickly stumbling and soon balancing on his feet. He shudders, before he even looks, hearing that deep sound rumbling from the Highblood and slowly tilts his head to the side, glaring over his shoulder at him. He sees the grin, and paired with the sound previous, and that unsettling curse word, Summoner feels his stomach churn and he's not sure if it's purely from disgust.

"Wow, no-" he finds himself growling, taking out another knife and spinning on his heel before he leaps up and dart at him. Summoner stops infront of him fast, swinging his leg hard to swipe the Highblood's legs while one is would and he's preoccupied with.... whatever the heck his is doing. Summoner's trying to get him to fall on his ass.