Block it

You raise your shield continuing your sprint towards the shaman. You let out a battle cry in dwarvish which is interrupted as the orb phases right through your shield, impacting you in the chest. You charge slows to a crawl as you find yourself turning to approach your allies against your will. Your thoughts are clouded as something else takes over your body. You are a mere spectator along for the ride. Your eyes have changed from their normal green to a pinkish red color. You think you might have just enough control over your muscles to alter your movements. Where do you aim your approach?