They would simply have to spar...in very close combat, and be careful about how far they threw the other one. It would be almost as much an exercise in control as it would be in power, or at least that's how Ky imagined it.

Ky trotted ahead to an outer area of the garden, pleased that Sol was keeping pace, where they could have some space and some privacy, but where anyone coming up on them would have plenty of warning ahead of time for what they were doing.