[This? This he could handle, magic blasts. He could happily dance around as though they were nothing, getting nothing more than simply scuffs. As he did he began sending out Seraphic Stars, small darts of holy energy that exploded once they reached a certain distance. So this was what it felt like to be on the run? Constantly defending.]
No wonder you stick to such brutish methods, your aim leaves something to be desired. How pathetic.
[In person]
No wonder you stick to such brutish methods, your aim leaves something to be desired. How pathetic.