Nhodd narrows his eyes at the pair, tensing for action in response to the menace of their movements. He scowls, offended by their refusal to see sense, and sends the dull-eyed man stumbling out of immediate danger with a shove to his shoulder just a second before the self-identified Asadi bursts into motion with unnatural rapidity, interrupting Nhodd's moment of opportunity to take the offensive.
He wills himself intangible too slowly, too late. He is not entirely solid when she hits him but she is fast, so fast that the magic has not taken full effect, and the fist drags into his head as if through molasses. He lets out a pained cry, but in that split second he finishes becoming incorporeal and her hand snaps the rest of the way through without further resistance, leaving him grimacing and clutching his face...and just as unable to land a return blow until he should undo it. "You will cease!" he bellows.
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He wills himself intangible too slowly, too late. He is not entirely solid when she hits him but she is fast, so fast that the magic has not taken full effect, and the fist drags into his head as if through molasses. He lets out a pained cry, but in that split second he finishes becoming incorporeal and her hand snaps the rest of the way through without further resistance, leaving him grimacing and clutching his face...and just as unable to land a return blow until he should undo it. "You will cease!" he bellows.