Daring to edge out in an effort to try seeing his targets, the Imperial soldier unfortunately still has his own attention outward that he doesn't realize someone's behind him until it's too late.
Donnie flinches at the muffled, wet cry, and the bodily thud that follows as Link successfully disables their would-be sniper. He listens a moment more to make sure there's no further sound of fighting or threats before he makes use of his magic.
It's not a subtle thing, after all, bright lines of magenta light tracing in the air to the side of him, forming a fan that's tilted slightly towards the opening they'd come from. Though constructed of light, it still generates a breeze that Donnie hopes will clear the fog. No point in stumbling around this uneven area with even less ability to see!
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Date: 2024-11-13 06:28 pm (UTC)Donnie flinches at the muffled, wet cry, and the bodily thud that follows as Link successfully disables their would-be sniper. He listens a moment more to make sure there's no further sound of fighting or threats before he makes use of his magic.
It's not a subtle thing, after all, bright lines of magenta light tracing in the air to the side of him, forming a fan that's tilted slightly towards the opening they'd come from. Though constructed of light, it still generates a breeze that Donnie hopes will clear the fog. No point in stumbling around this uneven area with even less ability to see!