[As a sankta, eyesight is important to properly aim one's patron firearm. He's already gunned down several of these distortions with ease, watching blankly as they all pop or melt into silver liquid. Less threats...less chance of losing more people. More passengers. More-
'Close your eyes!'
He's still learning about these creatures. Some of them are dead silent. He did not hear anyone behind him. Still, Executor's worked with enough operators with various Arts to know what this may be about (one codename was literally 'Shining'...).
So he complies immediately, shutting his eyes, his grip still locked tight on his shotgun, ready to move at a moment's notice.]
I think there's a nice parallel of throwing the "original" at this version (shallower reflections)
'Close your eyes!'
He's still learning about these creatures. Some of them are dead silent. He did not hear anyone behind him. Still, Executor's worked with enough operators with various Arts to know what this may be about (one codename was literally 'Shining'...).
So he complies immediately, shutting his eyes, his grip still locked tight on his shotgun, ready to move at a moment's notice.]