Oliver watched from afar. Jason was lying on the ground, twitching a bit. He was tempted to go down and check on him, but he decided otherwise. He floated high into the air, getting a better look at him. He spotted that one of his hands was holding something He's either in a lot of pain, or he's clutching something... Has to be holding something, he never feels pain for some reason.
Oliver decided to test this theory, and charged two more blasts. He fired both of them, knowing that at least one of them would get through his armor.
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As the fireballs approached, the golems acted quickly. Both Jayne clones threw up a wall of rock; however, both were in front of the first. The fireball eviscerated the walls, but settled down to reveal that the clone was in perfect condition. The other was not as lucky, being detonated into cinders by the fireball.
I bet he wasn't expecting that. Jayne thought to herself. The two Jaynes twirled their hands in spiraling arcs. The earth all around Fafnir began to spiral as well, buffeting the dragon with high-speed rock.