[That's a better result than Lance had hoped for, and although it takes a lot of mental effort to tear his gaze away from the creature he has to do so. Limping backwards a few more steps, he glances around quickly to try to figure out something else he can use or somewhere else to; he doesn't think he can outrun the Visitor, even with it slowed down, due to his own injuries, so he has to figure out something else.
A collapsed building half a block away stands out to him suddenly as a possibility; it isn't completely rubble, but the front half of it has crumbled and left large pieces of stone haphazardly piled on top of each other. From where he stands he can just make out a gap that might be possible to get through--he has some practice with this sort of thing from going caving as a teenager--but be too small for the Visitor to follow him. It's not the most foolproof plan in the world, but it's the only one he has.
So he drags his gaze back toward the Visitor, continuing to back up unsteadily toward his goal, but he knows he's going to have to do something else to stun the Visitor again in order to have a chance at pulling this off. Although he'd love to use the spell he's most familiar with, that requires being close enough to touch the Visitor and he'd like to avoid that, so instead he decides to cover as much distance as possible while the creature is moving around the shield; the spell's effect isn't more than a few feet wide, so it won't take long.
But as soon as it's clear of the spell and moving toward him again, he takes the opportunity to strike preemptively; he removes his hand from where it was pressing against the wound on his side and instead stretches it out forward alongside his other hand, fingers spread out, directing magic through his hands and out his fingertips in the form of flames. Or at least that's the idea, and it does work, but not quite to the extent that it should; he's not particularly good at this spell, and the stress of the situation makes it even more difficult to concentrate on it than it already is, so the flames are weaker than they would've been if someone more practiced had cast it.]
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A collapsed building half a block away stands out to him suddenly as a possibility; it isn't completely rubble, but the front half of it has crumbled and left large pieces of stone haphazardly piled on top of each other. From where he stands he can just make out a gap that might be possible to get through--he has some practice with this sort of thing from going caving as a teenager--but be too small for the Visitor to follow him. It's not the most foolproof plan in the world, but it's the only one he has.
So he drags his gaze back toward the Visitor, continuing to back up unsteadily toward his goal, but he knows he's going to have to do something else to stun the Visitor again in order to have a chance at pulling this off. Although he'd love to use the spell he's most familiar with, that requires being close enough to touch the Visitor and he'd like to avoid that, so instead he decides to cover as much distance as possible while the creature is moving around the shield; the spell's effect isn't more than a few feet wide, so it won't take long.
But as soon as it's clear of the spell and moving toward him again, he takes the opportunity to strike preemptively; he removes his hand from where it was pressing against the wound on his side and instead stretches it out forward alongside his other hand, fingers spread out, directing magic through his hands and out his fingertips in the form of flames. Or at least that's the idea, and it does work, but not quite to the extent that it should; he's not particularly good at this spell, and the stress of the situation makes it even more difficult to concentrate on it than it already is, so the flames are weaker than they would've been if someone more practiced had cast it.]