And there it was, the expected dodge that could very well cost him.

Metz had no sooner shot with his pistol than with a nonchalant flick thrown it over his right shoulder, causing it to arc gracefully in the air. Then, as his foe reduced his momentum, surprisingly to Metz quite significantly, he completed his spell and drew both his hands together palm forward. With a sharp grin the Mage launched his prepared bolt, looking the incoming chain straight in the face as a three forked burst of lightning shot powerfully from his prepared hands straight at his foe’s centre as he jumped, leaving him unable to utilize his speed and dodge either way as his feet had unfortunately left the ground. The area of effect was not unduly wide, with the forks covering perhaps five feet across, but it was more than enough.

Fortunately for Metz, at least arguably so, the effect of the two handed bolt was to blast him backwards as well, taking him out of harm’s way as he allowed his limbs to trail and flew backwards. However, the end result of his action was to hurtle him straight into the lake behind him, a good ten feet from the shore. It was to his advantage though, as he had felt when facing the wolf, he thought it unlikely his rough looking foe could dodge the lightning bolt, which would gain him at least a few moments as his foe shook off the effects, if he could at all. It wasn’t as effective as being hit by an actual lightning bolt, but even when impacting Shin’s scarred body it could likely cause a gruesome flesh wound and terrible burns, as well as likely launching him back at least as far as Metz himself had flown. 

Metz however was dealing with his current predicament as he arced less than gracefully down into the water. Almost the moment he had unleashed his bolt he prepared another spell, quickly working out round about where he would land as he prepared a circle, he splashed into the lake and promptly disappeared from sight, still weaving.