 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Haay Bhagavaan.
Oh God.
Were those FANGS?
Sachin was shocked beyond words and stood rooted on the spot for a precious few seconds. Fortunately for him, all the action around him was enough to jolt him out of it. Plus, he had a strong will to survive so that helped. What hadn’t helped was the Leg Locker Curse hadn’t worked as well as he liked. Before he knew it, there was a huge presence of fire. Sachin shrank back, flinching heavily from the heat.
Amid all the chaos of flying snacks and equipment, the Ambassador had time to register Conley was once again protecting him, at his own expense. “Con!’’ Fighting back fear for the other man, he helped him pull off the jacket. There wasn’t time to inspect any burns because things were going from bad to worst. Quickly copying Conley, he put a Bubblehead Charm on himself. Saul had created a path for them and so Sachin reached out to grab Conley’s arm and pull him back.
He threw a quick nod at Saul, both a gesture of thanks and understanding about using the Extinguishing Charm. Without a word to anyone, he too began casting the spell. |