I'm getting too old for this shit.
He dropped, flinging a forearm up to block, too goddamn slow -
And the world was suffused with blue light, and the Hound.... *bounced*, sword and all.
Astonished, he looked across the battlefield - Capri, on her knees beside Julia, one hand outflung toward him, eyes desperate. Capri's impenetrable shield cast over him.
Did she say...?
She bit her lip, nodded to herself, pulled herself to her feet beside Julia. Yes. No time for that now. Time only for him to get his bearings, taking this Hound out, and the next one, and the next one.
And pray to the gods that he'd make it to her side. They had a very interesting conversation to have later...
The Battle of Julia, at the end of Act II. Lots of interesting stuff will come to a head then. Excuse the poor writing - my medicine has me brainweird. Writing through it. Whee!