Jaeger has no choice but to close a bit of the distance, to get a better viewpoint for the barrier. Penny's moving fast, unpredictably, but she's also boxing herself in while trying to get cover from his attacks, and...
A dazzling burst of flame lights up the night, followed by a wave of searing heat and Jaeger is so very, very glad that for his size, he's fairly light on his feet because otherwise, she would have broiled him where he stood. He dives out of the way, and the pain is both sudden and shocking as his coat and shirt sear away in the sudden, violent spray of flames.
Oh. That bitch. The impact steals his breath, reduces his sight to blackness and starbursts from the intensity of the light, but she's got two enemies to worry about, coming at her from two different directions, and she's going to have to turn her attention back to Winter to keep him off her, too. Acrobatic as she might be, she's not in the best position and Jaeger fully intends to press the advantage and keep her off-guard until they can land a definitive fight-ending blow.
And he'll be okay in a second. He swears. From the ground, he angles up another spray of metal shards, and while only the very edge of it catches her, it's enough to draw more blood, ramp up her panic just a little more and send that frission of fear back to her Hunter as the tiniest extra spark of energy. There's a quick, sharp twinge in his chest, but the pain is everywhere and nowhere at the moment, and he's long since accustomed himself to fighting through pain. He notes it, measures it, discards it in the greater frenzy of battle.
The barrier will follow in a minute. But right now, he wants blood to soothe the insult of being burned.
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A dazzling burst of flame lights up the night, followed by a wave of searing heat and Jaeger is so very, very glad that for his size, he's fairly light on his feet because otherwise, she would have broiled him where he stood. He dives out of the way, and the pain is both sudden and shocking as his coat and shirt sear away in the sudden, violent spray of flames.
Oh. That bitch. The impact steals his breath, reduces his sight to blackness and starbursts from the intensity of the light, but she's got two enemies to worry about, coming at her from two different directions, and she's going to have to turn her attention back to Winter to keep him off her, too. Acrobatic as she might be, she's not in the best position and Jaeger fully intends to press the advantage and keep her off-guard until they can land a definitive fight-ending blow.
And he'll be okay in a second. He swears. From the ground, he angles up another spray of metal shards, and while only the very edge of it catches her, it's enough to draw more blood, ramp up her panic just a little more and send that frission of fear back to her Hunter as the tiniest extra spark of energy. There's a quick, sharp twinge in his chest, but the pain is everywhere and nowhere at the moment, and he's long since accustomed himself to fighting through pain. He notes it, measures it, discards it in the greater frenzy of battle.
The barrier will follow in a minute. But right now, he wants blood to soothe the insult of being burned.