03-11-2021, 11:22 PM
As his gaze followed her line of sight, the dealer froze up when he saw the crabs rushing towards the shore, and coming up out of the sand. Stumbling quickly up and onto his paws, Michael found himself muttering, "Shit, shit, fuck... fucking hell." As the crustaceans began to swarm closer to him, the thief hissed aggressively at them, "Get the fuck away from me, you nasty little sea spiders!" He rose one of his paws in defense, using his elementals to churn the sand around him into an unruly mess. This managed to disrupt the crabs around him slightly, although he knew it wouldn't be long until he found himself exhausted. Fucking hell... what had irritated all of them, all at once?
— Reggan
— Reggan