His knee connects with the Mage's belly, and there's a thickness in the air that has nothing to do with smoke or debris -- it's magic, and Ben can feel it; he knows Benton probably can, too.
They need more time. James and Tiwa need more time.
He draws back to strike the Mage, and his eyes meet Carl's.
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Re: Second Team
Date: 2009-04-27 07:08 am (UTC)They need more time. James and Tiwa need more time.
He draws back to strike the Mage, and his eyes meet Carl's.
Returning the nod, he takes a swift step back.
Another.
bang
bang
bang
He's a hell of a shot, all right.