Flandre paced to the side when she saw Reimu step forwards, out of the immediate range of the barrier-
-at least, the first one.
She was already raising her claws to follow that up when the barrier bounced, reflecting out of Shaw like a mirror. Panic jumped ahead of considering thoughts, and she threw her hands up, vision doubling until she saw stars reflecting back at her in the barrier.
She crushed the nearest in her palm.
The wave cracked and splintered, a hole blasting into the wall of light so that it passed to either side of her before it lost cohesion, weakening. The gap in the barrier didn't completely fit; it crushed her elbows into her sides, crashed into her ears with concussive force and sound that left everything else muffled. The younger Scarlet dug her claws in, gouging deep lines into the floor as she was pushed back, but she did not fall.
Flandre stepped forwards instead, a growl bubbling in her chest even as the world went grey-edged as if her head was swaddled in cotton, a consequence of using her power. Her wings brightened and hummed, feeding their stored energy back through their circuits instead of dispersing it. She could still think, which was far better than usual. Given enough time, the grey edges would even begin to fade--given time.
She didn't know how the others were holding up, if they had avoided the energy or were bowled over, or if she had even weakened the reflective barrier enough. Her muffled senses didn't extend that far. If they had fallen back, she would buy them time. If they were advancing she...didn't have any more time to think that far.
"No, tyrant," she said, and charged at Shaw with her claws raised.
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-at least, the first one.
She was already raising her claws to follow that up when the barrier bounced, reflecting out of Shaw like a mirror. Panic jumped ahead of considering thoughts, and she threw her hands up, vision doubling until she saw stars reflecting back at her in the barrier.
She crushed the nearest in her palm.
The wave cracked and splintered, a hole blasting into the wall of light so that it passed to either side of her before it lost cohesion, weakening. The gap in the barrier didn't completely fit; it crushed her elbows into her sides, crashed into her ears with concussive force and sound that left everything else muffled. The younger Scarlet dug her claws in, gouging deep lines into the floor as she was pushed back, but she did not fall.
Flandre stepped forwards instead, a growl bubbling in her chest even as the world went grey-edged as if her head was swaddled in cotton, a consequence of using her power. Her wings brightened and hummed, feeding their stored energy back through their circuits instead of dispersing it. She could still think, which was far better than usual. Given enough time, the grey edges would even begin to fade--given time.
She didn't know how the others were holding up, if they had avoided the energy or were bowled over, or if she had even weakened the reflective barrier enough. Her muffled senses didn't extend that far. If they had fallen back, she would buy them time. If they were advancing she...didn't have any more time to think that far.
"No, tyrant," she said, and charged at Shaw with her claws raised.