[ Ana has been watching the fight from a nearby rooftop, hunkered down nearly flat with her rifle. Most often, her intervention isn't needed, and this is a strictly observational exercise. It's useful for familiarizing herself with the capabilities of people she has no understanding of - the kind who wield magic, for instance.
It soon becomes clear that the man who'd stepped in to stop everything is becoming fatigued, and may be in real danger. She doesn't like to intervene when it's unexpected. It's too easy to distract someone at a bad moment, or cause some other unintended side effect, but the risk involved with not doing anything at all is rapidly becoming far worse than the chance of an accident.
Ana makes a snap decision. She checks their positioning then angles her rifle away to account for wind. She doesn't shoot any if the attackers. Three of her darts hit the man in the center of it all, dissipating into a fine golden shimmer on impact. The nanomachines will spread instantly, healing the damage he's already taken and restoring some of his stamina.
The man with the knife is the only one who sees this, but even as he whips his head around Ana has loaded different ammunition into her rifle. He gets a shot of something far less beneficial from her, and immediately sinks to his knees, gasping in pain. The knife drops from his hand.
She doesn't expect the magic-user to hear her but she says: ] I've got you. Keep going.
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It soon becomes clear that the man who'd stepped in to stop everything is becoming fatigued, and may be in real danger. She doesn't like to intervene when it's unexpected. It's too easy to distract someone at a bad moment, or cause some other unintended side effect, but the risk involved with not doing anything at all is rapidly becoming far worse than the chance of an accident.
Ana makes a snap decision. She checks their positioning then angles her rifle away to account for wind. She doesn't shoot any if the attackers. Three of her darts hit the man in the center of it all, dissipating into a fine golden shimmer on impact. The nanomachines will spread instantly, healing the damage he's already taken and restoring some of his stamina.
The man with the knife is the only one who sees this, but even as he whips his head around Ana has loaded different ammunition into her rifle. He gets a shot of something far less beneficial from her, and immediately sinks to his knees, gasping in pain. The knife drops from his hand.
She doesn't expect the magic-user to hear her but she says: ] I've got you. Keep going.