 not throwing away my shot | Slytherpuff | roll for initiative | woof you ❤
Oliver Petrov: Order-Recruited
Oliver was aware of the group a bit behind him. He had to be aware just in case any enemies tried to sneak up behind him. So he knew they were on his side, but he didn't have enough time to actually know who they were. He was focused on the Alliance in front of him. His spell hit, which pleased him more than it should. He knew he wasn't as useful in this war as others. Noelle, for example, would be much more competent than him. But he could hold his own. Well, he had so far at least. Was it actually his own skill or was it sheer force of will pressing him onward? Either way, it was a bit impressive that he was still standing.
Though that might not be true for long. As the members of the Alliance sent over a barrage of spells he did his best to throw up shield charms. But there were so many it was difficult to fend off them all. He managed to cast another body bind curse but unfortunately it meant he had to drop his shield. One of the knockback jinxes from the other side hit him square in the stomach, sending him flying backwards. He ended up sprawled on the ground, the wind knocked out of him and his head spinning a bit. But he was still alive and his wand was still gripped tightly in his hand, so he was still considering it a win. |