[Well shit. He's...far too close right now to teleport, dodge, or even stop the thing properly, but he can slow it down. An impact at full force would have killed him. The curse Nagi spits is killed by the impact of the mailbox slamming into him with the force behind it of a fist aiming to punch, but the softened impact doesn't make it hurt less. He skids back a few yards on his heels before he feels his body abruptly being caught before he can fall to the ground. Uchi has him in her arms while Neba pulls the mailbox away, tightening her grip when a shudder passes through Nagi and he coughs hard, blood dripping down his chin.
After a moment he pulls out of the Gardevoir's arms with a low hiss, throwing up his own with zero regard for his current state. He sends the mailbox rocketing back, practically screaming in his head why won't you just die already.]
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After a moment he pulls out of the Gardevoir's arms with a low hiss, throwing up his own with zero regard for his current state. He sends the mailbox rocketing back, practically screaming in his head why won't you just die already.]