Small details Tech naturally took in, even if the significance was something he didn't quite understand yet. He had very little experience to compare to save that he could tell the differences in the blades width and length. Interesting, but not something to focus on when you had fire sheeting over you.
Tech ducked a bit as he watched the flames, reflex more than doubt that Vader's shield would hold. The heat was still worrisome, and even if Tech had his whole armor kit on had it wasn't as insulated as the rest of his squad's. For all that the Sith Lord appeared to hold it effortlessly, Tech didn't want to rely completely on that ability. He did not know Vader's limits but he knew the man would not readily say anything about them either. As much as it was the general's job to be mindful of the safety of his men, it was also the soldier's job to support efficiently so that the general would not be endangered either. Here even with no real ranks enforced, that mindset had not changed.
It was difficult to register anything beyond the heat through his HUD, but he continued to monitor the levels, even as he tried to keep track of how long the dragon was capable of hurling fire at them. "It's abating," he said, even as the flames started to lessen around the edges of Vader's Force-held shield. He catches movement just past the dragon, another flare of heat rising even as the dragon's fire tapered.
"The mage-" he said, right before he threw himself to the side and past the final flames licking at the edges of Vader's shielding. Tucking into a roll, Tech came up on his knees, bringing both his recently recovered DC-17s up to fire a barrage of blasts at the casting mage. Silhara aborted her spell, dropping down to slide along the dragon's neck before the beast withdrew its head, its flames spent for the moment. That didn't stop it from lunging forward to snap at figure with the glowing sword who refused to be burned.
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Tech ducked a bit as he watched the flames, reflex more than doubt that Vader's shield would hold. The heat was still worrisome, and even if Tech had his whole armor kit on had it wasn't as insulated as the rest of his squad's. For all that the Sith Lord appeared to hold it effortlessly, Tech didn't want to rely completely on that ability. He did not know Vader's limits but he knew the man would not readily say anything about them either. As much as it was the general's job to be mindful of the safety of his men, it was also the soldier's job to support efficiently so that the general would not be endangered either. Here even with no real ranks enforced, that mindset had not changed.
It was difficult to register anything beyond the heat through his HUD, but he continued to monitor the levels, even as he tried to keep track of how long the dragon was capable of hurling fire at them. "It's abating," he said, even as the flames started to lessen around the edges of Vader's Force-held shield. He catches movement just past the dragon, another flare of heat rising even as the dragon's fire tapered.
"The mage-" he said, right before he threw himself to the side and past the final flames licking at the edges of Vader's shielding. Tucking into a roll, Tech came up on his knees, bringing both his recently recovered DC-17s up to fire a barrage of blasts at the casting mage. Silhara aborted her spell, dropping down to slide along the dragon's neck before the beast withdrew its head, its flames spent for the moment. That didn't stop it from lunging forward to snap at figure with the glowing sword who refused to be burned.