Don had easily rolled, going to dodge before the mask-infused trolls could get in the first strike. Of course, he didn't see the rubber ball rolling idly nearby, and had started to side-step in that direction to get into a better position. He could take them on--
--and then he saw Sigma. His eyes widened. Oh. What was he doing? He wasn't--but he was. He began to spin, raising his foot to step forward for the push.
Only to find himself flying backwards in an entirely different direction, right through the air. It was disorienting, and at first, he didn't even know where he was going, or why he'd been pushed. Only that he was flying away from Sigma, his eyes wide in surprise, as he landed shell-first very far away. Not because of the speed (well, no, he was a little shocked the older man had managed to do what he did. Michelangelo would have been impressed, at least.) But rather by the fact he had no expected Sigma to reverse his own attempt to save his life.
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--and then he saw Sigma. His eyes widened. Oh. What was he doing? He wasn't--but he was. He began to spin, raising his foot to step forward for the push.
Only to find himself flying backwards in an entirely different direction, right through the air. It was disorienting, and at first, he didn't even know where he was going, or why he'd been pushed. Only that he was flying away from Sigma, his eyes wide in surprise, as he landed shell-first very far away. Not because of the speed (well, no, he was a little shocked the older man had managed to do what he did. Michelangelo would have been impressed, at least.) But rather by the fact he had no expected Sigma to reverse his own attempt to save his life.
His life.
Oh.
Terezi was still right behind Dr. Klim.
"WATCH OUT-!"