[Ah. Of course it can't be so straightforward. Those assailants can't simply be scared off by his attack, no, they must see it as a reason to escalate the whole ordeal. That's just about his luck, he thinks, as he watches one of them pull a pistol free from their pocket, aiming it at them-]
Us?
[They're psychos? HELLO???
But before anything terrible can truly happen (yet, maybe), a gimmer of blue magic fills his vision, and he finds himself and his new friend shielded from the bullet. It practically bounces off, leaving them unscathed. He can see the disbelief, indignity, and/or anger of their attackers from the other side.]
Ohh. Fancy. [Verso approves, liltingly, while shielded.] Is it our turn again?
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Us?
[They're psychos? HELLO???
But before anything terrible can truly happen (yet, maybe), a gimmer of blue magic fills his vision, and he finds himself and his new friend shielded from the bullet. It practically bounces off, leaving them unscathed. He can see the disbelief, indignity, and/or anger of their attackers from the other side.]
Ohh. Fancy. [Verso approves, liltingly, while shielded.] Is it our turn again?