[h1][color=Firebrick][center]Argus[/center][/color][/h1][hr][hr]

[color=Firebrick]"You're not the first to say something like that, but you'd be surprised by what a few parlor tricks can do."[/color] Argus said with a chuckle, keeping his eye on his foe even as the man seemed to dismiss him. He was an arrogant fuck, that was to be certain, and the red-haired mage planned to take full advantage of his over-confidence the moment he made a mistake.

Until then, however, he had to deal with his team doing almost everything in their power to be liabilities it seemed. Sara had decided to become nothing but deadweight it seemed, Damian had made himself a sitting duck doing whatever the hell he was doing, and Trixie had decided to try and [i]tackle[/i] the speedy guy that had cut through her hammer like it was butter. He knew asking for some form of cohesion from a bunch of guys who had never really worked with each other before was probably asking for too much. . . but the fact that a base level of intellect seemed to be missing as well proved to be more than a little irritating. 

Sparing the celestial mage little more than a disgusted look, Argus took advantage of Damian's support spell to make his own move, but instead of going after Jean, he decided now was a perfect time to go after one of the others while they were distracted by Damian. Rushing towards the two, he'd pull out the pepper bombs he'd first toss his dagger at the fat one, quickly followed by the two pepper bombs, causing a huge cloud of thick, choking smoke to surround the two, causing their eyes and throats to burn intensely as the special pepper mixture in the smoke came into contact with them. Following that, however, Argus quickly dodged to the side, anticipating an attack from one or both of his foes, and summon forth a pair of explosive bombs to toss into the air while their vision was obstructed. Taking advantage of the puppeteer gloves, he'd make them plummet down on top of the two from directly above them in the hopes of getting around any defense the woman put up, the bombs triggering with a sizeable [i]Boom[/i] the moment they made contact. They were strong enough that a direct hit should be enough to take out a mage with no reinforcing magic, so with luck the clown would go down with this . . . but he doubted things would turn out so well. 

[i][color=Firebrick]All of this becuase the damn airhead didn't take two seconds to thing before heading into an obvious trap. And Juno wonders why I prefer to work alone.[/color]][/i]

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