[ Look, you clearly can't be a shounen when you employ useless things like logic in the middle of a highly tense situation, c'mon Stiles. Gotta think with your feet or not think at all.

That said — Lucina's gaze darts over to the minotaur again, once she's gotten the confirmation that she needs. Eyebrows knitting together, her voice letting out a simple and frustrated: ] Not yet. [ But that'll be a yet, if she can help it. ] The armor is impenetrable, and none of our ranged weapons seem to be doing anything. [ Which means— ]

We'll have to get closer, I imagine.