[ Dive for it he does, unknowingly teeing himself up perfectly. Her weapon smashes into his ribcage, driving the wind out of him. Something cracks — potentially several somethings — as he's sent rolling into the nearest wall, coming to rest just under one of those godsawful animal heads.
He groans, the sound petering off into a wet-sounding cough, as he tries to get his legs under him again. He presses a hand to the point of impact, green-white light pulsing from his palm in an attempt to mend the damage, to get him up and fighting again. The magic soothes the worst of it away, allowing him to suck in a breath, at least.
Where is she? Surely she won't just sit there and let him heal himself. ]
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He groans, the sound petering off into a wet-sounding cough, as he tries to get his legs under him again. He presses a hand to the point of impact, green-white light pulsing from his palm in an attempt to mend the damage, to get him up and fighting again. The magic soothes the worst of it away, allowing him to suck in a breath, at least.
Where is she? Surely she won't just sit there and let him heal himself. ]