[ The crash of hydro and wind above him echoes, raining down as harmless drops around him that hiss against the heat of his shield. Those hisses keep him focused though, dashing forward low enough that he's sure his shield would burn up the grass underneath him if it weren't for the frequent splashes of water on them. His eyes aren't upward though, but forward, entrusting Ayato entirely with keeping him safe. ]
[ He can see the squirrels struggling for life just ahead of them and he gives a soft apology under his breath before throwing his spear, a clear and clean piercing of one creature before resummoning his spear into his hand to take out the other one. He'll reach to snag both tails, refreshing his spear as he dashes back out, stumbling briefly when a stray gale hits near his feet. ]
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[ He can see the squirrels struggling for life just ahead of them and he gives a soft apology under his breath before throwing his spear, a clear and clean piercing of one creature before resummoning his spear into his hand to take out the other one. He'll reach to snag both tails, refreshing his spear as he dashes back out, stumbling briefly when a stray gale hits near his feet. ]