For an older man, Paul had OKAY reflexes. Like those two just now--the duck and roll--had him pooped out already. He'd have to rely on magic next time, and his protego wasn't ALWAYS the best.
Well, it looked like he needed to use it, now. Because she sent a simple
expelliarmus his away and it was headed RIGHT for him! "
PROTEGO!" he cried, the shield coming up between him and the SPELLLLLLS.
"Ahh. Good job self," he patted himself on the back, quite literally.
He was pouring over spells in alphabetical order in his head--and he had two O ones he just thought would be PERRRRFECTO!
"Orbis!" quickly followed by
"OBSCURO!" because those were also quite fun, heh! He almost tripped over his own feet as he stepped forward to deliver the spells, but thankfully he caught himself.
Merlin knew, he couldn't afford to sprain his ankle or something.