 man-... men-... nEM DOWN Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight
Though Nem would never admit it, good timing and natural reflexes only got them so far when dodging the first set of spells sent their way, beyond that it was simply a case of sheer, dumb luck. It did also help that they could think clearly through surprise and momentary confusion, and didn't allow it to slow them down.
But really though, what?
Who was casting their way? Nem's money was on one of the students that always looked at them with no small amount of suspicion, but so many spells at once clearly indicated it was several individuals acting more or less in unison. As Nem sprinted through the steadily intensifying pain in their knee, zigzagging to avoid jets of red light (exhilarating, no? more so than casting a shield charm, at least) and to stay on the clearest path, they wondered if maybe the adults who'd turned up had cottoned on to the fact that they were off to contribute to the chaos, and trying to stop them before they could. But that didn't add up either.
Which left...
Trying their best not to slow down, Nem chanced a glance over their left shoulder, and there they were. The Rent-a-Snitch Hug-a-Hoodie Grunt Brigade, in hot pursuit.
Imbeciles.
A few choice profanities ran through Nem's mind as they looked ahead again, but just as they leapt over a large rock, a stunning spell caught them square between the shoulder blades. Both spell and forward momentum sent them careening several feet through the air before they hit the ground and rolled to a halt, unconscious.
K.O.
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