[ Strange is on the outskirts of the training yard, practicing his knifework one one of the dummies. He's obviously not amazing at it, but after a few weeks of practice, he has most of the basics down pat.
Of course, the knifework is interrupted by Allen weaving and bobbing and screaming as he deals with drones of all things. Really, this would distract anybody from practice...and as one drone zips past Strange, he probably admits that he should at least make a valid attempt to help. ]
If you want me to stop the drones you simply need to say so.
[ Can he stop the drones? Well...maybe. He can at least put the ones out that are on fire and maybe convince the trees nearby to knock some of the drones that aren't on fire out of the air. Perhaps he conjure up a mist? These drones must navigate somehow, conjuring up a mist could at least confuse the machines. ]
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Of course, the knifework is interrupted by Allen weaving and bobbing and screaming as he deals with drones of all things. Really, this would distract anybody from practice...and as one drone zips past Strange, he probably admits that he should at least make a valid attempt to help. ]
If you want me to stop the drones you simply need to say so.
[ Can he stop the drones? Well...maybe. He can at least put the ones out that are on fire and maybe convince the trees nearby to knock some of the drones that aren't on fire out of the air. Perhaps he conjure up a mist? These drones must navigate somehow, conjuring up a mist could at least confuse the machines. ]