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[ eliot had been limping along with his cane when he'd heard the commotion. he'd done rather well himself from keeping away from anything aggressive, so the sight of a giant snake ghost trying to murder someone, when there are already very few someones around, is a very distressing bit of knowledge to gain.

luckily for the strange man charging at the thing with a knife (not even a sword. like. why?), eliot is a magician trained in kinesis and a skilled one to boot. using the shit does require some reasonable range though, so sorry that he has to hobble closer first before he can do anything.

once he's within distance, he's already tucked his cane under his arm, signing poppers with his hands. he takes a few more steps closer, without the cane, before finishing the spell, thrusting out an invisible force that shoves the shadow away from its prey for a least a few moments. ]

Haven't you ever heard of picking on someone your own size? [ he calls to the creature. it's maybe not the best idea he's ever had, but he doesn't really want to be standing around when this other guy gets gored to death by a large serpent either. this way, at least the guy can probably get away. assuming he doesn't continue with the stabby stabby routine. ]