Steven finches, but stays put. He's half hidden up here, and Link is dealing with the nearest guards. He's starting the spell.

It's complicated. Steven is only up to first tier spells, right now, and this is beyond anything he's been learning so far. There's words, there's hand motions, there's flicking of herbs in a semicircle in front of him. Well, that part happens first, and he can feel the power spring up when he does, ready to be funneled. More power than he's dealt with so far, too.

He hurries to start laying down the words for the spell, fingers plucking them out of the air and hurriedly placing them where they belong. It feels weird. Link, please be okay... and maybe don't blow anything else up!