[ Even if he hadn't seen it, he knows Avery's magic well enough to react quickly.
But he sees it. There's plenty of time to react, since Ekkehardt is trying to focus on anything else except the irregular patches of the monster that signify what it means to him; the way his gaze darts and flicks around is proof of that.
When the magic detonates, the monster is too distracted with him to notice; it all but vaporizes in the blast.
There's a ringing silence. Ekkehardt's shadow backs up against the wall; even though he's not there-there, it's still overwhelming. He can't seem to say anything. ]
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But he sees it. There's plenty of time to react, since Ekkehardt is trying to focus on anything else except the irregular patches of the monster that signify what it means to him; the way his gaze darts and flicks around is proof of that.
When the magic detonates, the monster is too distracted with him to notice; it all but vaporizes in the blast.
There's a ringing silence. Ekkehardt's shadow backs up against the wall; even though he's not there-there, it's still overwhelming. He can't seem to say anything. ]