[He mumbles it more to himself than to the panther. Once he's done being unnerved, though, he notices how the two creatures work together--at the very least, the panther's smart enough to adapt to the big guy--and decides they've got him covered well enough.
Therion pulls his hood back up, and as it covers his hair again, the subtle flicker of magic that sends attention skittering away washes over him once more. Under that glamour, he creeps up by Nightmare's knee. There--an opening. Therion throws himself past a roaring, laser-seared Grimm as it rears up. Without slowing, he snatches up a fallen rune-covered staff, jams the staff in the ground to use as a pivot, and launches himself back to the relative safety by Nightmare's side. Now he's armed, at least. Not with a weapon he knows how to use, but, pfft, details.]
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[He mumbles it more to himself than to the panther. Once he's done being unnerved, though, he notices how the two creatures work together--at the very least, the panther's smart enough to adapt to the big guy--and decides they've got him covered well enough.
Therion pulls his hood back up, and as it covers his hair again, the subtle flicker of magic that sends attention skittering away washes over him once more. Under that glamour, he creeps up by Nightmare's knee. There--an opening. Therion throws himself past a roaring, laser-seared Grimm as it rears up. Without slowing, he snatches up a fallen rune-covered staff, jams the staff in the ground to use as a pivot, and launches himself back to the relative safety by Nightmare's side. Now he's armed, at least. Not with a weapon he knows how to use, but, pfft, details.]