[It doesn't take him long to pinpoint Blanche and the state of the battle over there. He inhales sharply and takes off running, but there's no way he's going to make it in time. It doesn't matter how fast he is, he's simply too far away to make it to the archer before the man fires on Blanche.
(All he can think about is the lightning strike, that horrid moment he thought for sure that she would—)
Alaric frees a hidden dagger from his coat as he moves, and flings it with scarcely any time to aim - it's a long shot and one that isn't likely to kill at all, but he doesn't need to. All he needs to do is distract the man for even a moment to throw off his aim and maybe then he'll miss. It's the only chance they've got.]
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(All he can think about is the lightning strike, that horrid moment he thought for sure that she would—)
Alaric frees a hidden dagger from his coat as he moves, and flings it with scarcely any time to aim - it's a long shot and one that isn't likely to kill at all, but he doesn't need to. All he needs to do is distract the man for even a moment to throw off his aim and maybe then he'll miss. It's the only chance they've got.]