Death from above meet shield blocking your atta--… oh right… magic didn’t work here so well.

With his hand raised to form a protective shield he had fully intended to block his attack’s means of approach however what actually happened was that the cat swept easily past his non-existence shield and found itself a gentle landing on Zagato’s shoulder.

….

Ok… now what. Zagato looked to the cat, puzzled by it’s sudden appearance when there was that perfectly delightful tree not two paces away from him. It could have stayed there.

“What is your intention?”