Peter
If he was sparring with pretty much anyone else, Peter would have been surprised to see his knife go off course, but he knew to not assume anything against a Launceleyn. After all, he didn’t know what Loren’s magic was. Though it quickly became obvious, a rock appearing to intercept his water, then shoot out towards him. The corners of his mouth quirked up as Peter leaned out of the way of the slow projectile, focusing on his water to keep it clinging to Loren’s face, and keep him blind.
The staff swinging towards him was a more pressing problem. Peter don’t have many places to move, so he dropped, dipping out of the swing. Thinking fast, he reached out to grab Loren’s ankles and pull, hoping the surprise and the leaf covered ground would both aid him in pulling the other man off his feet. He readjusted himself while he did, ready to spring up in an instant if this didn’t work.
The staff swinging towards him was a more pressing problem. Peter don’t have many places to move, so he dropped, dipping out of the swing. Thinking fast, he reached out to grab Loren’s ankles and pull, hoping the surprise and the leaf covered ground would both aid him in pulling the other man off his feet. He readjusted himself while he did, ready to spring up in an instant if this didn’t work.
I don't wanna live that way
I do not wanna live in pain
I do not wanna live in pain
