Magnus couldn't move.
That is, he wasn't so wounded, he was going to be al right as is and if it wasn't for the psycho mecho looming over him his future seemed fine.
It was the situation he was in that made movement a rather unappealing idea.
Lying on his back and slowly recovering from a stunt of hilariously stupid nature.
The blades of Kami still pointed at him, though his attention divided, hopefully.
He probed Kami's mind, not that he expected anything there, more out of habit.

[color=662d91][i]Echo[/i][/color]

He turned his mind to Mithias.
[color=662d91][i]Thank you for the timely save. I won't risk touching Hale's mind right now but by the looks of his face he is going to do something unpredictable in 3.. 2..-[/i][/color]
"Mithias!"
A fledgeling looking like a 90's slasher flick broke the silence and went off on a rant to Mithias.
After that he waved his prick stick at the crowd, shouted his best insults and threatened to kill them.
Hale spoke up in irritated tone, keeping his eyes on Kami and the hammer swinging like a pendulum ticking the time away.
[color=ed1c24]"Mithias? This isn't really the time for children with daddy issues. I liked the plan better when it was simpler. Paladin goes crush."[/color]

A voice dripping with malice and curiosity wormed its way into Hank's mind.
[color=662d91]Hello. Pleasant to meet you. I am the friendly and very sharply dressed fellow laying down in a pool of blood. But enough about me. I can't help but wonder.. what are you planning to achieve here?
What do you expect from your father? What do you want?[/color]