[ Steve can tell there's another strike coming and he desperately tries to get his arms free and up in front of his face to shield whatever's coming, even as he's preparing to knee Geralt again to make some space.
None of that ends up being necessary, as all of Geralt's considerable weight suddenly crumples on top of him, pinning him to the ground. Steve blinks a few times, quick breaths stuttering out of him as he processes what just happened.
What did just happen?
It's around that point that he spots Istredd not far away with his hand outstretched and a steady determination in his gaze. Like he just threw out some sort of spell. ]
Did you...
[ Do something? With a grunt, Steve shoves hard on Geralt's prone form, pushing him off so that he can sit up. ]
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None of that ends up being necessary, as all of Geralt's considerable weight suddenly crumples on top of him, pinning him to the ground. Steve blinks a few times, quick breaths stuttering out of him as he processes what just happened.
What did just happen?
It's around that point that he spots Istredd not far away with his hand outstretched and a steady determination in his gaze. Like he just threw out some sort of spell. ]
Did you...
[ Do something? With a grunt, Steve shoves hard on Geralt's prone form, pushing him off so that he can sit up. ]