[ Although... perhaps not immediately, as a blast lit up one of the shades, resulting in a gout of flame and a high-pitched screech as the spell hit home. It seemed Majima's specialty was not, say, divination.
The horses (and a good thing, too) seemed used to the sight of fighting, but pawed nervously at the earth. If at all possible, he'd try to end things quickly, so as to avoid having them bolt in fear. They were brave, but surely animals didn't have a limitless reservoir of courage. ]
I bet they've gotten used to the carts back and forth. Figured out they can be attacked.
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[ Although... perhaps not immediately, as a blast lit up one of the shades, resulting in a gout of flame and a high-pitched screech as the spell hit home. It seemed Majima's specialty was not, say, divination.
The horses (and a good thing, too) seemed used to the sight of fighting, but pawed nervously at the earth. If at all possible, he'd try to end things quickly, so as to avoid having them bolt in fear. They were brave, but surely animals didn't have a limitless reservoir of courage. ]
I bet they've gotten used to the carts back and forth. Figured out they can be attacked.