[center][h1][color=ff5000][b]Renar Hagen[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

It didn't work as well as he would have liked. So it goes. The metal spike parried his trip attempt, and he quickly tried to formulate a new tactic, only for the situation to change again as the demoness outright vanished. Behind, left, right, above, nothing. Then he saw the attempt on Rolan out of the corner of his eye. At least that fellow seemed to have something up his sleeve. Renar could respect that. He would have moved to aid further, but they still had an objective to move on to. 

Speaking of, Renar chanced a look up back toward said objective, and blanched. Spheres of light, coming down. Likely death, if they made contact. 

[color=ff5000][b]"Captain!"[/b][/color] Renar's tone was strained as he simultaneously tried to shove himself out of the way while also warning Fanilly. [color=ff5000][b]"To your left! Now!"[/b][/color] He leapt to the right, himself. He'd probably be fine, but hopefully his warning gave Fanilly enough time to respond. The amount of time he had to spent actually vocalizing the words already worked against her. Add in a split second more for her to process them. Would she make it in time?

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