Emlyn resigned to himself that someone was going to have to distract it, and little-miss-useless up there wasn't about to move. Her loss. He watched Auriel begin a treacherous climb up to its head, which was a bit disheartening. Emlyn wouldn't stand a chance against the brutish force the thing was dishing out on Auriel if he were to climb up to grab the card. It pained him to admit it, -even though it also relieved him a bit- but he may have to leave the actual grabbing of the card to Auriel.
He diverted his course from circling the Datura to moving in front of it. Distraction? He could do that. Attention-getting was his forte, his calling so to speak. He sprinted ahead until he was a good enough distance in front of the massive beast, and then let out a sharp whistle. Why? He didn't know, it wasn't like the thing would hear him. So following that, he leapt, torqued his body around, and launched Mirror up at the beast. The chakram flew at a curve, and skimmed across the beast's chest, slicing into the roots and vines, before returning at a B-line to Emlyn. He caught it with another spin to carry the momentum seamlessly into another toss, this one traveling upwards on its chest, skimming into its neck before returning. Hopefully that would get its attention a bit for it to lay off of Auriel.
"Grab the card!" he shouted, hoping his partner would hear him. He could feel the cooldown on his Semblance creeping away, and it wouldn't be too long now until he could Covet Auriel again. If the thing got too close, that'd be helpful for sure.
His sprint did not slow, and his attacks gained speed. A liar he was, but it seemed he'd been telling the truth about his handling of the weapon. The chakram dug deeper as the throws came faster and faster, slicing through roots and even digging through trunks here and there. He checked up again, once at the girl, and then back to Auriel to make sure he was still alive, before returning his attention to the Datura.