[Well that was fucking stupid. He has area of attack spells, why would he do that--]
Shit!
[The hail pelts him and he makes the decision that his arm can't get more broken, so that's the meat that'd going to protect him. One still hits his face, too close to his eye, cutting the skin there as blood goes past his vision and drips down his face. Damn damn damn damn. Fuck this.
He needs to run, and he knows it, but he won't go out without a fight. He extends his hand forward, and the wall curves away from him and starts to encircle her, nowhere to run but through the flames or back away. He's making his own moves out through the slippery, ice-rocked floor, trying to stay in range of the fire spell and out of the ice so he can properly bolt. As soon as his feet are clear, he'll run, regardless of how close she's following.]
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Shit!
[The hail pelts him and he makes the decision that his arm can't get more broken, so that's the meat that'd going to protect him. One still hits his face, too close to his eye, cutting the skin there as blood goes past his vision and drips down his face. Damn damn damn damn. Fuck this.
He needs to run, and he knows it, but he won't go out without a fight. He extends his hand forward, and the wall curves away from him and starts to encircle her, nowhere to run but through the flames or back away. He's making his own moves out through the slippery, ice-rocked floor, trying to stay in range of the fire spell and out of the ice so he can properly bolt. As soon as his feet are clear, he'll run, regardless of how close she's following.]