Casters were dangerous, and that danger often came from the unknown. You could never be sure what unexpected Magic they might pull out.
So Richard's first thought was to subdue the infiltrator and get them away from the ammunition depot. At the same time, Lieutenant Colonel Hench burst out from under a felt tarp, swinging his rifle butt at the back of the intruder's head.
WHAM! Hench's target vanished into thin air. The rifle butt connected squarely with Richard, and the two men crashed into each other.
"Are you alright?"
"My Spirit Armor blocked it... Now get off me!" The lingering trace of Magic from the escape cast a hazy glow, creating an awkward atmosphere between Richard and Hench as they were forced into an embrace. Richard shoved Hench away and frantically searched for the vanished intruder.
