[ The gasp (?) and sudden stop draw part of Emmet's own attention, focus momentarily diverted from the shadows he's guiding from out of the middle of the crowd to behind some of the Swoobat on the far side of the platform. He doesn't turn away from his opponents entirely, but his head tilts just enough, just in time to catch that Air Slash out of the corner of his vision (really? dead on? did something happen?).
He doesn't get a chance to wonder further about that, though (or respond to the praise that is basically thanks), because the split-second of delay slows him down just enough that a Psychic from one of the Swoobat manages to briefly halt him in his tracks, just in time for him to be knocked aside by an Assurance from another with a (startled, pained, despite himself) yelp. With the type mismatch, it's almost a relief to let himself fall into the Shadow Sneak he'd intended earlier and dart away towards one of the more isolated Swoobat at the other end of the platform. ]
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[ The gasp (?) and sudden stop draw part of Emmet's own attention, focus momentarily diverted from the shadows he's guiding from out of the middle of the crowd to behind some of the Swoobat on the far side of the platform. He doesn't turn away from his opponents entirely, but his head tilts just enough, just in time to catch that Air Slash out of the corner of his vision (really? dead on? did something happen?).
He doesn't get a chance to wonder further about that, though (or respond to the praise that is basically thanks), because the split-second of delay slows him down just enough that a Psychic from one of the Swoobat manages to briefly halt him in his tracks, just in time for him to be knocked aside by an Assurance from another with a (startled, pained, despite himself) yelp. With the type mismatch, it's almost a relief to let himself fall into the Shadow Sneak he'd intended earlier and dart away towards one of the more isolated Swoobat at the other end of the platform. ]