Two problems, two directions. The snarl lets him know where Kylo is; the choking sound lets him know that Ronan's at least getting some air. There's a body coming toward him and Declan has no intention of taking another sprawling hit.
He darts to the side and forward. Where did Ronan land? He makes for the silhouette still on the ground and nearly skids past him on the damp leaves. Declan crouches down and manages to get a hand on Ronan's back, then his arm.
"You gotta get up. Come on."
Declan tries to keep his attention split because it's not going to take long for the brick of a man charging around to figure out where his voice is coming from. Fuck fuck fuck. He has nothing here to even improvise with.
He stands straight again, anticipating the next rush and thinking fast about how he wants to take it. Declan knows how to take a beating, he's not afraid of that. Thanks to Niall, he knows how to give one back. And he can't leave Ronan while he's down.
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He darts to the side and forward. Where did Ronan land? He makes for the silhouette still on the ground and nearly skids past him on the damp leaves. Declan crouches down and manages to get a hand on Ronan's back, then his arm.
"You gotta get up. Come on."
Declan tries to keep his attention split because it's not going to take long for the brick of a man charging around to figure out where his voice is coming from. Fuck fuck fuck. He has nothing here to even improvise with.
He stands straight again, anticipating the next rush and thinking fast about how he wants to take it. Declan knows how to take a beating, he's not afraid of that. Thanks to Niall, he knows how to give one back. And he can't leave Ronan while he's down.