[ Alphinaud isn't sure whether he expects the man he's trying to defend to step in front of him instead; after all, it rather defeats the point of his interjection. But he figures that a fight's going to break out any moment now, and he'll have the need to gain a little distance in order to work his magic (figuratively and literally) when it comes down to it.
Close combat is more Thancred's style, anyway.
'Oh we've got a big damned problem,' says one of the men, sneering.
'This could've been easy,' says the second one. ]
Surely you must know by now that nothing is easy.
[ Alphinaud lifts his book. It begins to glow.
The first of the trio rushes forward, intent on dealing a blow against Gustave. ]
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Close combat is more Thancred's style, anyway.
'Oh we've got a big damned problem,' says one of the men, sneering.
'This could've been easy,' says the second one. ]
Surely you must know by now that nothing is easy.
[ Alphinaud lifts his book. It begins to glow.
The first of the trio rushes forward, intent on dealing a blow against Gustave. ]