( looking up, rutile narrows their eyes as the sharks dart straight for them. there's a small smile, and a jump— as they move their body to flip backwards in the water, slower than expected, thanks to the water. with an annoyed— )
Tch.
( as an ankle catches in the beast's mouth, a loud enough CRUNCH sounds from the point of impact but... it's true, there's no blood. landing, though now favouring that leg, rutile waves an arm forward to cast advanced libra, assuming a defensive stance, and relying on the next moves of their team mates. )
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Tch.
( as an ankle catches in the beast's mouth, a loud enough CRUNCH sounds from the point of impact but... it's true, there's no blood.
landing, though now favouring that leg, rutile waves an arm forward to cast advanced libra, assuming a defensive stance, and relying on the next moves of their team mates. )