[The remaining archers fire, and he takes his moment of opportunity as they reload, darting forward and whipping his knife out to yank in a ragged slice against one of them, then promptly jamming it into a second's leg, momentarily downing it. The archer in the sand is starting to regain his footing, and Lutha doesn't quite have his mana together quick enough... so he grabs for his pistol, taking the barrel in hand and clubbing the archer across the head.]
Stay the fuck down--
[There were four, though, and the fourth has circled around, already reloaded and hopping back and forth anxiously as it takes aim at where Ana swings her blade like a hot knife through butter, using one of those red barrels for its cover.
Without thinking, Lutha pulls as much mana as he can, aiming to hit the archer and at least down him temporarily. Except this is still new magic to him, and that barrel is very, VERY explosive.]
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Stay the fuck down--
[There were four, though, and the fourth has circled around, already reloaded and hopping back and forth anxiously as it takes aim at where Ana swings her blade like a hot knife through butter, using one of those red barrels for its cover.
Without thinking, Lutha pulls as much mana as he can, aiming to hit the archer and at least down him temporarily. Except this is still new magic to him, and that barrel is very, VERY explosive.]