[ His inability to finish his sentence is less of a personal choice, when a pack of jaggers dash out from the darkness, snapping at the air and heading straight for the pair, and wow does Bolin's trajectory change rapidly. His shield swings away from the tree and toward the approaching animals instead, trying to sweep them away from the side, but they're no where close to approaching as one uniform line. ]
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Gonna need more than a second!