"It almost looks like a canon--" Then there's the flare of a light in the dark, and Rokuro feels more than sees the rocket hurtling towards them. He has a split second to slam up a second barrier, large enough to cover Link, himself, and whoever else is between them. Sylphid included. There's no time to specify targets.
Rokuro is expecting the rocket to hit hard, given his experience with black-powder canons, but nothing could prepare him for the raw power of a modern-day explosive. The rocket strikes the outer barrier and pierces the water veil, shattering the bubble, and continues onwards towards them in the blink of an eye. Too fast for Rokuro, who is staggered by the blow to his magic, to recast.
With only the smaller bubbles to protect them against the rocket's slowed projectory, the best Rokuro can manage is to throw up his arms, cover his face, and hope Link's pot lid is stronger than it looks.
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Rokuro is expecting the rocket to hit hard, given his experience with black-powder canons, but nothing could prepare him for the raw power of a modern-day explosive. The rocket strikes the outer barrier and pierces the water veil, shattering the bubble, and continues onwards towards them in the blink of an eye. Too fast for Rokuro, who is staggered by the blow to his magic, to recast.
With only the smaller bubbles to protect them against the rocket's slowed projectory, the best Rokuro can manage is to throw up his arms, cover his face, and hope Link's pot lid is stronger than it looks.