Re: The Circle
He almost doesn't turn in time. Even so, the dagger plunges into his shoulder and runs down one arm, cutting through skin and muscle past his limited armor.
Still, he notices the purple footprint in time to keep it from being a killing blow, whirling with the shield aimed at about Ophois' throat height, and blasting with the staff if the shield hits anything, trying to take advantage while he can.
He has no illusions of taking anyone down here - he just hopes he can take his opponent off-guard enough to finally get a hit in and buy more time while Ophois tries to figure out what just happened.
Best Buck can hope for, in current circumstances.
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