[It's as far as he gets before a surge of electricity courses through him. The feeling hits him before the sound does, the feeling of being weightless and immensely heavy at the same time as the force of Taako's spell knocks him clean off his feet, sending him flying, forcing him far away from the panicking elf.
This is the second time in as many months that a Taaco twin has cast Thunderwave to push him away. It would be funny if it didn't hurt so badly.
Not that he even registers the pain until he hits the ground.
Barry slams into the ground and rolls for a few feet with a pained cry, body twitching and shaking as the currents work their way out of him. His ears ring, a loud persistent shriek of noise after the thunderous boom that followed the spell. Everything hurts. He can't unclench his fingers or relax his jaw, he can't rise to his feet for several seconds, just left reeling on the ground long enough for Taako to start running. If the hot desert sand hadn't cushioned his blow, he might have seriously injured himself.]
T-Taako! Taako, please!
[He wasn't going to attack. He wasn't. But now he is reaching for his wand, on instinct, ready to shield himself if Taako tries attacking again. This isn't good. This isn't like him.
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[It's as far as he gets before a surge of electricity courses through him. The feeling hits him before the sound does, the feeling of being weightless and immensely heavy at the same time as the force of Taako's spell knocks him clean off his feet, sending him flying, forcing him far away from the panicking elf.
This is the second time in as many months that a Taaco twin has cast Thunderwave to push him away. It would be funny if it didn't hurt so badly.
Not that he even registers the pain until he hits the ground.
Barry slams into the ground and rolls for a few feet with a pained cry, body twitching and shaking as the currents work their way out of him. His ears ring, a loud persistent shriek of noise after the thunderous boom that followed the spell. Everything hurts. He can't unclench his fingers or relax his jaw, he can't rise to his feet for several seconds, just left reeling on the ground long enough for Taako to start running. If the hot desert sand hadn't cushioned his blow, he might have seriously injured himself.]
T-Taako! Taako, please!
[He wasn't going to attack. He wasn't. But now he is reaching for his wand, on instinct, ready to shield himself if Taako tries attacking again. This isn't good. This isn't like him.
He's really sick, isn't he?]