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Tazenhani 
In all honesty, he hadn't expected it to work. So his reaction in jumping up like he had planned was delayed. Even more so that when he finally realized he should be jumping up, he smacked his head on the pillar he had crouched under.
That put him behind a delay and a half and gave him some trouble in scampering over the fallen pillar and to where Emily was. In his mad dash of klutziness, he had seen flame sprout up from the corner of his eye and it had, in truth, made him move a little quicker: he didn't particularly want to be on the receiving end of the rope when the fire got to it. But by the time he got to Emily, or stumbled over to stand above her in haphazard, half-stable fashion, the fire was gone and so was some of her pant leg.
And some of his attention apparently....
Thus cue the delay in raising his wand and aiming it at her. And cue his forgetfulness in the proper words so that all that came out was a sloppy and delayed, "Check."
In all the rush and confusion with the rope and then the fire, Emily hadn't noticed that Sabel came out of his hidey hole. Wherever that was.
She frowned, his wand pointing at her chest. And her's still clutched in her hand, but not posing much of a threat.
...
She was tempted to pout, but instead, she got a wicked... and very stupid idea. Either way, her gut was telling her to go with it. And as Damien had yelled at her on so many occasions she needed to stop thinking and start acting. So she would...
After releasing a sigh, she spun on the spot, like a ninja- only less graceful, her aim was to knock Sabel off his feet. She might not be able to win, but she wasn't about to lose either. If she was going down, she was taking him with her.
"Mate." She uttered.
Emily couldn't help but laugh lightly... it had been... quite an ordeal.