[ A quick "got it", and Cu starts to move... but not too quickly, in case the enemy starts attacking them again, the bastard.
Meanwhile, Diarmuid has to assess how best to dodge this incoming attack: the size of the needles isn't an issue, but the number is. A frown, and Diarmuid changes direction (he knows better than to try to block all of them), catching the peripheral of the volley instead of meeting it head-on. The shots are heavier than he anticipated and a few graze his leg, but the damage is minimal.
However, it is effective in getting Diarmuid to make a momentary stop, to regroup and readjust his stance. ]
...You seem more lucid than the others. Where is your Master, Archer?
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Meanwhile, Diarmuid has to assess how best to dodge this incoming attack: the size of the needles isn't an issue, but the number is. A frown, and Diarmuid changes direction (he knows better than to try to block all of them), catching the peripheral of the volley instead of meeting it head-on. The shots are heavier than he anticipated and a few graze his leg, but the damage is minimal.
However, it is effective in getting Diarmuid to make a momentary stop, to regroup and readjust his stance. ]
...You seem more lucid than the others. Where is your Master, Archer?
[ Assuming the other Servant has one. ]