[The golden cube flings out into the surf, resting in place with only rings of light keeping it afloat for several seconds.
While the figure in the air easily gets out of the way, the inward pull of its implosion causes a pocket of the sea to collapse, only for the force to shoot outward with the projectiles of light. The shadowed figure of blue can be seen and briefly heard in amidst the crash of water, a female voice yelling in alarm as it is tossed about, the glow of its mask fading, before all the projectiles hunt the figure down in rapid succession right as the sea violently closes itself back up to the gap.
Their enemy in the air calls out - a name that is nothing but static, a name that is many names at once. A brief crack, before its attention is back on the boat, swirling closer as the rain and wind start to pick up.]
Proudtalk to call strangers a danger of the heavens, huh? Like Great Beings that longrest beyond highcloud and sparkling stars?
Hahah! It's silliness!
Toa-heros know no fear if they are together! Air has no truelove for the deep and the wet, but maybe fallen starfighters may find it a better home!
[And with considerable force, the figure drops itself at the very end of the boat. Given it is standing at a good 7 foot 2 inches, the force of its landing immediately rocks the canoe nearly 45 degrees.
Roll 1d20 to keep yourself from being swept into the ocean.]
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While the figure in the air easily gets out of the way, the inward pull of its implosion causes a pocket of the sea to collapse, only for the force to shoot outward with the projectiles of light. The shadowed figure of blue can be seen and briefly heard in amidst the crash of water, a female voice yelling in alarm as it is tossed about, the glow of its mask fading, before all the projectiles hunt the figure down in rapid succession right as the sea violently closes itself back up to the gap.
Their enemy in the air calls out - a name that is nothing but static, a name that is many names at once. A brief crack, before its attention is back on the boat, swirling closer as the rain and wind start to pick up.]
Proudtalk to call strangers a danger of the heavens, huh? Like Great Beings that longrest beyond highcloud and sparkling stars?
Hahah! It's silliness!
Toa-heros know no fear if they are together! Air has no truelove for the deep and the wet, but maybe fallen starfighters may find it a better home!
[And with considerable force, the figure drops itself at the very end of the boat. Given it is standing at a good 7 foot 2 inches, the force of its landing immediately rocks the canoe nearly 45 degrees.
Roll 1d20 to keep yourself from being swept into the ocean.]