No, the way it happened was like a smooth tracking shot in slo-mo. The hazy-edged tan whirl of an Arab face, a gleam of metal, a masked aura, and a rush of adrenaline. The Knight Errant goons must have caught Serrin just as he was casting his spell for a magical barrier, because all at once several of them were pointing their Predators straight at him. It was at that moment other magical energies swam into focus along with his own.