[Yuan repeats his mental cursing once or twice for best measures, because there are not sufficient other words to describe how poorly this situation has gone, and how very quickly.]
[He cannot handle everything at once. On the upside, o Duirnín won't be expecting something from behind.]
[How fortunate being unarmed says nothing for his magic, and how readily lightning comes to him, even now.]
Stand down!
[His harsh furious rasp of an order seconds Kratos's, only some few bare moments after, and Yuan, not at all resolved to apologize later, flings himself into the melee to target his strike only to those immediately involved in combat. A breath. Lightning comes when he calls, a rush of mana leaping near already-formed into his hands, as much as Yuan can hold before he shoves it out. It leaps out, sparking raw and rushing from metal to metal, person to person. Those prisoners who catch it stumble, convulsing.]
no subject
[He cannot handle everything at once. On the upside, o Duirnín won't be expecting something from behind.]
[How fortunate being unarmed says nothing for his magic, and how readily lightning comes to him, even now.]
Stand down!
[His harsh furious rasp of an order seconds Kratos's, only some few bare moments after, and Yuan, not at all resolved to apologize later, flings himself into the melee to target his strike only to those immediately involved in combat. A breath. Lightning comes when he calls, a rush of mana leaping near already-formed into his hands, as much as Yuan can hold before he shoves it out. It leaps out, sparking raw and rushing from metal to metal, person to person. Those prisoners who catch it stumble, convulsing.]