[Shiloh is most definitely hit hard in the back, not enough to break it — but certainly enough to send him flying forward. He seems to be more of a warrior than he initially suggested, judging from the way he rolls forward and is back up on his feet painfully. Fuck, that smarts. If he gets out of this, he'll be too stiff to move in the morning.
... Dammit.
She's a magic user, and a good one. Ground is gained, and he turns toward her as he considers what he can do to evade her wrath; he doesn't have much on him that can entirely stop something of her caliber, but why not try? Pointing his metal arm her direction, it clicks back and leaves the telltale sign of a gun nuzzle.
He fires, the shots semi-automatic and well-aimed.
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... Dammit.
She's a magic user, and a good one. Ground is gained, and he turns toward her as he considers what he can do to evade her wrath; he doesn't have much on him that can entirely stop something of her caliber, but why not try? Pointing his metal arm her direction, it clicks back and leaves the telltale sign of a gun nuzzle.
He fires, the shots semi-automatic and well-aimed.
What now, lady?]