[h3][center]Shades of Gray[/center][/h3]

Jacer’s  ears flickered in annoyance as they turned toward Shugtil, taking in the magnus’ words and casting them aside. He couldn’t accept  they were true or consider them right now. It was too soon as his mind kicked into defense mode and started to examine the distance, mentally guessing at about ten yards give or take a foot, between him and Shugtil.  A gap too far to cover in a short time and likely not before their unwanted guest shot Dom then turned the gun upon him. A suicide attempt even for Jacer to try which made the odds worse when he considered the difference in their combative styles. 

He edged his body to get between his brother and Shugtil’s aim. His left hand pulled up and reached to replace his right arm, pushing his brother behind him. Thankfully Dominick was silently allowing him to handle this as his hand was resting  just in front and over his brother’s heart to hold the kid back. He spoke out to the silver haired magnus with a disarming smirk during his attempt to block the shot’s aim. [color=skyblue] “I’m handling this, Shugtil. Just go back with the others and I’ll be there shortly. Please...”[/color]

From the man’s emotionless tone, Jacer knew there would be no compassion inside his soul to sway him. It was even reasonable to believe the other magnus wouldn’t trust him to deal with it in his own way. A fact the younger man didn't blame him for because he barely trusted himself to deal properly with the issue itself and it worried him. He still  felt he had to try as he  let  his right hand fall to his side with his gun, visibly seen lingering there. 

Meanwhile, his left hand had started  to  collect magik from his  parasite then centered in his palm. It began the moment he replace his right arm with his left hand.  During his plead with Shugtil and without hinting to his actions, Jacer imagined a simple shape to mold it into in the back of his mind. Continuing to visual it even when his words ended and his ears waited for a reply. The magik started to spread over Dom's heart and lungs, the best areas for a quick and guaranteed kill, where Jacer judged to be the possible targets due to Shugtil's aim. Jacer’s eyes, still covered in transparent blue magik lenses, were sharp enough to help him judge that much. 

If he wasn't interrupted during the two seconds, he would have completely formed a transparent blue square  that would start to glow when completes. It was roughly about an inch thick and about half  a foot in both width and height. Being a wall construct, it would be able to prevent physical attacks  like the bullet itself from busting through. However, if the nanite were hitching a ride then  would’ve been another matter.  None of his barriers were able to block both magik and physical attacks at the same time so one effect or the other would manage to get through. Depending on the relationship, it might null the result.  When the  shield was complete, it would be enough to block at least three  bullets when he let go. It most likely would give Dom enough time to scramble away before the four shot shattered the wall. 

Jacer was assuming the magazine was a full load just to be safe and preparing to alter his tactics should his plan come undone or worse.    

If he managed to complete the shield, then he would immediately shoot  to the  left. Jacer’s body would pull away from Dom and move toward Shugtil’s right at an angle  moving diagonal from his original position. In the same motion his hand gripped his gun then jerked it upward. Since it was recently holstered and not strapped in, it came out fairly easily and quickly wasting little precious time. The moment it rose horizontally and the sighting fell over the his intended target, he pulled the trigger to fire a shot at Shugtil’s left shoulder then the next one at the left leg. These shot attempts would empty his reminding magazine into the man's direction, something the  man wouldn’t know because Jacer finger didn’t pump the trigger for a third shot. He wanted to cripple Shugtil, not kill him and the bastard would know it.