[ The boy that goes rushing past him can't be much older than his apprentices — looks about the same age, really — but none of them have been trained to do anything like that. Not yet, anyway, though several of them have already started their Academy training, learning to fight Nevrons for a future Expedition they all hope won't be needed.
It's easy to follow his trajectory, brightly dressed as he is, that cape fluttering behind him like a banner, and he's certainly impressive. It's more than possible he could take the thing down himself.
But he doesn't need to. Gustave shifts, moving to the side to avoid the push of air and flash of light that comes as the first explosive goes up before he darts in. The sweep of his sword carries a flash of golden light with it, blade biting into the thing's metal leg, on the same side as the leg that had just been blown up. If they're getting it off-balance, may as well make sure it can't regain it again. ]
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It's easy to follow his trajectory, brightly dressed as he is, that cape fluttering behind him like a banner, and he's certainly impressive. It's more than possible he could take the thing down himself.
But he doesn't need to. Gustave shifts, moving to the side to avoid the push of air and flash of light that comes as the first explosive goes up before he darts in. The sweep of his sword carries a flash of golden light with it, blade biting into the thing's metal leg, on the same side as the leg that had just been blown up. If they're getting it off-balance, may as well make sure it can't regain it again. ]