Everything had happened so quickly. The mist overtook the entire warehouse and cries of pain could be heard under the fog. Themas instincts told her to run for the nearest exit while she could, so that’s exactly what she did. As she ran, the humidity of the steam emitting from the two elementals had Themas powers overreacting. Every step resulted in a spurt of foliage. They wiggled and clawed for life, latching onto anything near. Anyone who witnessed the warehouse must have thought it was a madhouse. Luckily, Thema made it out in one piece without a scratch. As she grouped with the others, she noticed something was amiss. “Wheres Gilfred?”

Will counted and named everyone who he saw exit the building, firstly Sig, Yahtzee and Cora, then Phil and a moment later Thema. Will heard someone question where Gilfred was, he thought it was Thema. "Dammit Gil" He thought as the steam slowly but surely began to dissipate. Will rushed outside, picked up the two boxes and shoved them into Phil's grasp. "Take these, get the others out of here, and help Sig, he's wounded." Will said to Phil, with a serious look in his eyes. He then began to talk to the whole group. "The steam is evaportaing, get out of here now, I'm going for Gilfred." He stated, matter of factly. "Tsunami..."he said, turning round and summoning the wolf. "Go now, so I can sense you and catch up." Will ordered, the wolf bowed it's head and stuck with the group. Will, on the other hand, ran back to the warehouse. Scanning for Gilfred, Will was unaware that one snuck past and behind him, until the assailant stepped on a piece of metal, alerting Will. He spun round and shot out an arm, colliding with the opponent's arm which was in mid-swing. The water hygron delivered a swift knee into the gut, doubling the opponent over before being knocked out and sprawled on the floor by Will's right hook. Will turned back around, "Gilfred!? GILFRED!?" He yelled

Gilfred stumbled a bit, he was disoriented and, though he hated to admit it, he was lost. Things had been going at least semi decently up until this point. They had had a solid escape plan, they had executed it, and then he got a couple eyes full of steam, turned around and lost among the stacks. He looked back down the aisle he had just come down, he could hear their boot falls following him, getting steadily closer. Reaching out the directionaly confused metal elemental began to pour his influence into one of the smaller stacking frames, and as one of the solders came around the corner he was met with the frame, and most of its contents sliding across the floor, slamming him into the other stack. Gilfred almost doubled over, the exertion needed to move something that heavy even a short distance had hit him, though it was beginning to fade he made the promise to start practicing on heavier objects.

"Gilfred!? GILFRED!?"

Gilfred's ears perked up as he heard his name being called "Over here!" he shouted back as he begain moving as quickly as he could towards his brother's voice. But as he moved the boot falls became louder.

Phil erupted through the exit and into parts of their group. Thema walked through a few seconds after him and pointed out a missing member, Gilfred. Will reacted more violently than potassium and water, he forced 2 boxes into Phil's hand and just told them to leave. Phil thought about it for a second, they did have an injured member, sig, and they where at a slight disadvantage... But the risk was the lives of both Will and Gilfred. Then Phil saw tsunami, Will's Guardian. Would he be okay with the group just leaving? Phil decided that he'd better leave the decision to the others and would instead look at Sig's wounds. Phil carefully put the boxes down and said aloud "I'll look at Sig's wounds for now, while we decide what to do with ourselves." Phil then approached Sig and said "if you sit down, I can fix your leg".

Sig looked up from his leg at the light elemental with a scorn.
"If it wouldn't be for you I wouldn't have this problem now." He grumbled, but he still leaned back a bit and put his injured leg forward yo give Phil more space.
"Just make sure nothing goes wrong, Sunshine, or you'll find yourself in a much worse state."

It was a surprise to see Sig back. Not a pleasant one, but he was there regardless, and he was better company than those trying to shoot them dead. Cora looked up at him with bleary eyes, wondering when his next move would screw them over. She had little faith in this man. His motives were off; the darker part of life had washed his true Elemental self away, and they were faced with a hatred-filled husk with little loyalty. 

Of course, who was she to judge? It was only her apathy and chill that stopped her from becoming the same angry kind of Hygron. As Sig pulled her along, she contemplated their standing. No, his saving her ass wouldn't make things up for ditching them earlier. But now she wasn't quite sure what to think of him. He seemed... Unpleasantly unpredictable. She would have to keep an eye on him.

Yahtzee stumbled off the turtle the moment they got outside. Cora rolled her eyes, getting off after him. Just because they were out of the building didn't mean they were safe. Will bravely covered them as they made their escape, but nothing stopped their shooters from exiting the warehouse too.

"Thanks for the save by the way." Yahtzee whispered, not taking his eye off Sig. 

"What, the save where I didn't get you out? Heh, you're sooo welcome." Cora said dryly, smirking. 

Sig got off his turtle, looking more pissed than usual. "Look at this! Look! I show you a place with a ton of food and this is what I get! I almost got my kneecap busted!"

Cora furrowed her brow, wondering if Sig was truly an idiot or not. Maybe she took it for granted, but they had two, maybe three very functional healers among the Elementals. Injuries didn't scare her like they used to. Phil was already eying up their injured 'compadre', and Cora scoffed. "If he keeps lippin' off like that there's no reason you have to, Phil. Your skill is a gift, not an automatic service."

It was just Will and Gilfred in the warehouse now. Cora scanned its perimeter, worry increasing in her eyes. Armed militants were popping out, meeting her gaze briefly before aiming their guns. Cora scooped up the supplies Phil put down, quickly re-orienting herself with the land mark mountains of junk. 

"Healing's gonna have to wait." Cora said as shots hit the sand behind them. "We gotta go. Phil, get his ass onto Spike. You can heal him on the move. Everyone else, we're headed in this direction." She pointed at the ridge line.

After twenty minutes of sprinting Cora called for a break, finding a quiet nook for them in a small valley void of trash. They lost their pursuers, and it was time to celebrate (and wait for the Mason brothers to catch up.) She opened the boxes, passing out rations.

"Dig in, and thank the heavens. We finally eat." She tore into her own ration, devouring it in seconds. 

Will heard an "Over here!" from his brother and ran straight towards the voice. He could see his silhouette but more behind him. Will sped up and yelled "Duck!" to his brother. Will used a water blast to propel himself over Gilfred, then slamming his fist into the ground, sending a wave of water foward. Will was feeling slightly faint, and his vision went blurry for a few seconds as he stumbled back to Gil. "Hold your breath." He said, then encased themselves in a water ball and Will grabbed his brother by the wrist and ran as fast as he could. Bullets slowed and stopped in the ball but Will kept running. Using his link to Tsunami as a compass, Will lowered their shield when they ran free of the mercenaries, restoring a little bit of energy for Will to reach the others. He could see the group, blurry and unclear but he sensed Tsunami was close. When Will got to the group he dropped to his knees. "I'm... really... exhau-" he said between breaths before passing out. His body became limp on the ground and his vision slowly turned dark.

"Just make sure nothing goes wrong, Sunshine, or you'll find yourself in a much worse state" said Sig, Threateningly. Phil looked at him with a serious look on his face. "Shut up, or I'll bind your mouth closed" he said sharply as he identify the shot wound. "If he keeps lippin' off like that there's no reason you have to, Phil. Your skill is a gift, not an automatic service." she said with a scoff. Phil turned to Cora and said "I know, but... I'm not just gunna let him bleed out, Especially over something... Which has to be a misunderstanding." Phil assured himself.
After a few more seconds of analysis, bullets wizz past the group and into the sands behind them. "Healing gonna have to wait" Cora quickly announced " gotta go. Phil, get his ass onto Spike. You can heal him on the move. Everyone else, we're headed in this direction". "Fine" Phil replied calmly, as he pulled Sig to his feet and aided him onto his turtle. He quickly thought about the brothers stuck in the warehouse and felt sick at the thought of abandoning them. Phil shrugged this off quickly before climbing on the turtles back to further aid Sig.
Their escape seemed successful and Sig's leg was a fairly easy fix. After guiding the bullet that was embedded in his leg out with light. Phil was able to quickly seal up the wound, Phil even felt generous enough to heal the grazing on Sig's waist.
As the group came to a halt under a nook of a valley of trash, Cora announced "Dig in, and thank the heavens. We finally eat." she then passed out the rations to everyone. Phil simply stared at him, He had lost his appetite, once again dwelling on today's battle.
Phil crouched down next to the nearest wall of the nook and his head fell into his knees. He stared at the rations once again, this time questioning himself on if it was worth it. He pondered on this intently, slowly giving himself a headache as his thoughts became more negative. Eventually his mind went silent. That was until he thought in a moment of madness "you should have gone to Atlanta...". Phil's thoughts then became thoughts of regrets, that soon turned into thoughts of hatred. He forced himself out of thought the second he realised his slight headache turned into a full-on migraine. He raised his head, slammed his head against the wall, sighed and then looked down, back at the rations. "This is so fucking shit" he murmured, once again thinking about the risks they all went through for a small amount of food. Even so, he unwrapped his rations and took a few bites into it. Tasteless, Phil thought, but at least it doesn't taste bad... He stopped eating half way through, wrapped up what was left and put the remaining rations into his pocket. He didn't want to eat it all so haste fully, knowing what everyone went through to get it. Phil then saw the brothers walk in and he sighed once again in relief. They where safe, luckily. Phil turned away from the brothers, and just stared at the sky, daydreaming, lost in thought once again.

Yahtzee sat with his back against the rocks of the valley wall and took the rations gratefully and tore into it quietly. Despite his overwhelming enthusiasm with regards to the edibles he still made an effort to leave at least half for Salamander. The dragon was lying next to him watching all the members of the group with a concentration. During the travel over here he had had to put in most of the effort in getting Yahtzee back however about halfway Yahtzee had been back to his old energetic self and had began running along with the others laughing all the way. A decision he now regretted as his legs and throat both ached from the use but the act of eating helped. A lot. "So that was... entertaining." He said after a while smiling at everyone. "Certainly surprising. Does that kind of thing happen a lot? You know, life and death glorious battles?" He tried breaking the tension with a small smile and just then Will arrived with Gilfred and he sighed with relief. At least they were safe and he that little worrying voice in his mind could shut up. Salamander also wondered over and sniffed Wills legs for a moment but headed back when Will collapsed on the ground. The dragon blinked at the fallen figure and gave a derisive snort before heading back to Yahtzee.

Getting to his feet Yahtzee began to start heading deeper into the valley with Salamander close behind. "I'm going to go exploring." He called out over his shoulder as he walked. "I won't be gone long or anything." The valley wasn't as interesting as he had at first thought though. It was mostly barren and empty with only the toughest and most boring of plants growing in patches from rocks. After a while though Yahtzee found a small plateau and sat down again with his legs crossed and closed his eyes. It almost appeared as though he was meditating and in a sense he was but it was only to the barest minimum but it served a purpose.
Something troubles you. A voice that sounded of a hundred fires echoed in his mind. Salamander's mental voice.
"Not really." Yahtzee said aloud. "I just thought maybe you had advice. Everything seems so dangerous. I was safer alone wasn't I?"
No.
"Oh well that simplifies things then. So I'm doing the right thing? Sticking with the group?"
Alex, these questions tire me. You are with them for a reason. Don't be foolish and leave. It will result in an inevitable end for all one way or another.
Yahtzee's eyes opened as he lost concentration at the sound of his old name. "I'm Alex. I forget that sometimes." He said mildly as he got to his feet looking at the small dragon who returned his gaze by blowing out a small gout of smoke. "Heh. Can't fault that logic." He said as he started walking back to the group. "Glad we had this talk. Lazy dragon." He reached the group and smiled. "Just more nothing." He said cheerfully. "Boring and barren. My kind a place."

A sudden thud jerked at Cora's attention. She was sensitive to noises, and her nerves still tightly coiled with tension. Glaring with wide, icy eyes, she stared accusingly at the source of the noise -- Phil. His forehead was a little red from smacking it against the wall. He really didn't look so good.

"Phil..." Cora's face flashed with confusion, then empathy. She noted how little he ate. "You need to function at your best; I want that entire ration gone by the time we reach Appling." The snowy Hygron hesitated. "I... I'm a little worried about you. You haven't let on much about your past, that's fine. But something's eating at you, it's as plain as day on your face. Life is shit, I know. But you can't let your demons consume you. The world is dependent on you, on we. There are some luxuries we simply can't afford..."

Yahtzee finished his ration with great satisfaction. He seemed back to his normal self, despite the heavy taxing he demanded from his flames earlier. "Certainly surprising. Does that kind of thing happen a lot? You know, life and death glorious battles?"

Cora chuckled, brushing a few chocolate locks off her face. "I suppose so. I mean, I wish the warehouse had gone more smoothly..." Her glare settled on Sig, figuratively searing holes through his face. "But this task requires a lot from us, and I guess being willing to fight for what we need is just part of what we do. If anything, I can guarantee you'll never get bored. Our adventure's just begun." A sparkle glinted behind Cora's pale eyes as she wolfishly grinned.

Tsumani rested on his haunches by Cora, eyes fixated in the distance. She patted the spirit's head. "He'll be back soon. Him and his brother, those two are the most stoic of us all."

The spirit remained quiet for a couple minutes, then started whining. He got up on all fours, wagging his tail enthusiastically. The brothers, exhausted and covered in dust and sweat found their way into the valley. They finally made it, and in one piece too. Will fell to his knees as he joined them. "I'm... really... exhau-" He collapsed.

Cora was by his side in an instant, gently flipping Will on his back. She took off his hat and put it beside her. "Don't panic, I got this. He's merely fallen from fatigue." She sat cross-legged, pulling him up to rest his head in the crook of her arm and legs. An ice chip was conjured in her free hand which was placed in his loose jaw. She meant it to melt quickly so the water could revitalize him. She gently patted his cheek, trying to coax a response. 

"Will... Hey Will, wake up. You made it back. Everyone made it back this time." She smiled, knowing he put his all into protecting them. She lowered her voice to a whisper, brushing the hair off his face. "You've made me so proud, Will. I couldn't do this without you. Come on, open those eyes." She said gently. 

Cora briefly smiled at Gilfred. "I'm so glad you arrived when you did. I was beginning to worry. And please, help yourself to the supplies. There's lots, and I'm sure you've been missed by a certain someone." She gestured to Thema before returning her gaze to Will.

Yahtzee returned from his brief walk, looking more sure of himself. "Just more nothing. Boring and barren. My kind a place."

Cora glanced up from where she sat with Will on the ground. "It won't be like that forever. Just imagine this place covered in trees, fresh streams and wildlife again... I would do anything to see that for real, just as my grandparents saw it." She said thoughtfully.

In Will's mind, well quite frankly he didn't know where he was but he was lying down on his back looking to the sky. The sky wasn't a sickly yellow with black clouds this time but a beautiful light blue with white clouds serenading infront of his eyes. He turned his head to see Cora beside him, also looking to the sky and she was... smiling. She seemed genuinely happy which put a smile across his face, little did he know he was smiling in real life as well. He looked down and saw that their hands were quite close to each other, and he slowly edged his hand towards her's. Will admitted to himself that maybe, maybe he had feelings for the ice girl, he edged his hand a little closer. Would she feel the same way? Will took a deep breath and finally put his hand over hers.

Will opened his eyes and saw the same skies he had been used to but he also saw Cora and felt a chill inside his mouth which trickled down his throat like water. Cora was talking to Yahtzee when he fully awoke. "Just imagine this place covered in trees, fresh streams and wildlife again... I would do anything to see that for real, just as my grandparents saw it." She said thoughtfully. Will looked and swallowed what was left of the ice. "I'd like to see that too." He said with a smile. "Also, thank you." Will added. He looked around and saw that everyone was safe. "Hey guys," he said as he got up "we made it." He said to everyone, he looked at Sigsmund but didn't say anything, he then looked at Phil with a red mark on his head. "The fuck happened to you?" Will asked.

"I'm surrounded by a bunch of loonatics that's what happened."
Sig stood up on his newly working leg, surprised to how well it had healed. He looked to the side where Phil was banging his head.
"Now I know why you heal so well. If you couldn't you'd have killed yourself by now."
He looked back at his leg and moved it, shifting the weight on and off of it, but he quickly got bored of this game and looked back at Cora and Will.
"So, Kettlehead, even If you guys are crazy I guess I'm stuck with you. Because I'm a generous guy, and the one with the most battle experience as well as the one with fastest thinking and best fighting skills, I will help you guys train up so you can distract all the guards while I kill Vrail. Ok? Ok. So thats done."
Sig walked up to the crates of food to get his second ration. He was still hungry and after all he's done today it wasn't a surprise.
He opened a new packet of food and stuffed his mouth.
He looked at Cora and Will and gestured with the packet in his hand.
"You know..." he chewed, his mouth full, "you guys look good together, it would be a shame if one of you were to dye." He said with a teasing voice, then changing to a slightly indifferent one.

Feeling Embarrassed, Phil faked a smile at Cora. "I know" he replied to her concern, not really taking it in. He then rested his head back on the wall and looked at the collapsed Will, who Cora had started to aid. Sure of the fact that he was only exhausted, Phil didn't interfere. "Now I know why you heal so well. If you couldn't you'd have killed yourself by now." Phil turned to the source of the comment, Sig. Phil chuckled but didn't answer.
Phil felt bad, but he shouldn't show it. He started to consider talking about it, his past, but quickly rejects the idea. Maybe he should just... Hide his feelings, more than he would. Phil got pulled out of thought by Wills sudden "the fuck happen to you?"
Phil smiled and ,taking up his new rule, said jokingly "Sig drove me crazy with his shit and the feeling of a headache for the rest of the day was better than 1 minute of talking to him." Phil then gave Sig a teasing leer.

Gilfred sat hard on the ground when he and his brother had finally reached the rest of the group. He breathed deep a couple of times, regaining his composure from the fight and the run. He gave a slight grin and was about ready to say something when a dull thump grabbed his attention. Turing his hear Gil quickly found the source of the noise, his brother had collapsed. He began to move, a bit of worry showing on his face, but he was beaten to the punch by Cora. Gilfred remand stationary as Cora began to attend to Will, but soon enough it seemed she had it well under control. He couldn't help but grin slightly at the two as he inch backwards, leaving Will in Cora's care. He kept this grin as he retrieved a bite to eat and slowly mad his way around, coming to a rest near Thema, his grin becoming slightly sheepish as he did so.

Will peered up at her with revitalized eyes. She had a silly grin on her face for some reason, and she chuckled at as he sat up. "You wouldn't need to thank me if shit hadn't hit the fan, but I suppose it's all well and good. You... You kinda scared me, though." She narrowed her gaze, looking self-consciously at the dirt. "I can't keep an eye on you all the time, you know. Just.... be more careful?"

...What would we... I do, without you?

Sig decided to put in his two cents. Cora wished for a moment she was deaf. "So, Kettlehead," Ugh, Will deserved a better nickname than that. It was insulting. "Even If you guys are crazy I guess I'm stuck with you. Because I'm a generous guy, and the one with the most battle experience as well as the one with fastest thinking and best fighting skills, I will help you guys train up so you can distract all the guards while I kill Vrail."

That sounds like a big line of bull to me. Cora thought cynically, having only seen Sig's little puppet tricks with his power. He had too many reasons why she simply couldn't trust his word. And when it came down to Vrail, Sig's attitude very well could cost them that battle. But it was far in the future and the more pressing concern here was he complete and utter disregard for... She didn't know, communal respect? Whatever it was, it made her want to punch something. Instead, she leveled a cold glare at him, biding her time. There was still Phil to deal with.

It was close. Phil seemed to debate opening up just for a moment. But... something changed his mind. Was it Sig's quip? Will's abrasive question? She didn't know. But it would seem this would take time as Phil responded to Will rather quickly. "Sig drove me crazy with his shit and the feeling of a headache for the rest of the day was better than 1 minute of talking to him."

"Phil..." Cora bit her lip, rolling her eyes. He was definitely holding back.

Sig's words echoed in her head. 'It would be a shame if one of you were to die...' Cora wrinkled her nose, exhaling a long, cold stream of mist. Time for him to eat those words. Let's see if he was as great as he thought he was. 'Cause right now, he was all talk with no bite. And no one, she meant no one, threatened her or Will and got away with it.

"Sig." Cora rose to her feet, lithe and precise in her movements. She moved close, getting eye to eye with Sig with barely an inch between them. Her stare was cold, angry. "Before you go spewing shit, fight me. Right here, right now. Prove to me your worth. Or I will never accept you."

"Heh, fair enough." Will said to Phil after his joke, though in all honesty Will would not be surprised if the light hygron wasn't lying. He made his way to the box of rations and picked up one and began eating- christ he was hungry, the ration was hardly a feast by no stretch of the imagination but Will enjoyed it none the less. Sigsmund was talking about something but Will ignored him for the most part until he said that one line that made Cora and himself mad. "It would be a shame if one of you were to die." Sigsmund remarked. Will stormed over and was about to punch Sig until Cora challenged him. He was gonna speak up and volunteer to trade but Cora was perfectly capable by herself. But Will remembered something. "Oh yeah, if you try your little tunnel trick I will join in, let's see if you can prove you're not a coward this time, eh?" Will said sternly to Sigsmund, then he went to join the others and spectate. "Hehe, this will be good." Will said to the others then ate another bit of his ration.

Sig was content chewing his food, but of course he couldn't finish his second ration because this ungrateful bunch just wanted even more trouble.
"Fight me" Chill Brain said.
Then came Will's restriction of no tunneling. Sig dropped the food to the ground and looked at Cora.
"You won't accept me?" He asked with narrow eyes "You won't accept me? You accepted getting your ass dragged out of the place just fine. And what did I get for it? This. Hate, scorn and a bullett in my leg. I accept your challenge but not to beat up your face. Your friends here would definitely attack me. I'll see this as the start of our training."
This was the peak of unfairness. He was the only one, along with Will, of the whole group who intentionally went back to the warehouse for someone else. And he was also the only one who got seriously injured. Yet the others didn't even seem to notice it.
"Ok then, lets start. I won't tunnel" he said with an evil grin.
He raised an earth pillar under himself just as he did the first time he met with Will.
"Ready?"

Phil was taken off guard by Sig's Comment. The thought of more of them dying came to mind, but Phil never thought about it as a sort of risk. Phil looked to all of his teammates and pondered. Was Phil ready to lose anyone? Was anyone ready to lose anyone else? Cora broke Phil's train of thought and answered his question by demanding "Before you go spewing shit, fight me. Right here, right now. Prove to me your worth. Or I will never accept you". Phil looked at Cora with a worried expression. Come to think of it, Phil thought, Cora was the most effected by the, likely, deaths of their teammates only yesterday. Could she take another death? Her action at the thought of it seemed reckless enough to provide an answer. No, it doesn't seem she could. While she was an obvious fighter, she wore her emotions on her sleeve. Will, on the other hand, didn't show his emotions, not until a nerve was hit at least. Phil looked up at sig, who had constructed a pillar while Phil was stuck in thought. This fight wasn't even slightly fair. One controlled something that only appeared in cold conditions and the other literally controlled what all of the where standing on. Phil just backed out of the way and started to observe them.

Cora absently nodded to Will, mist rolling off her shoulders. It didn't matter to her either way if Sig used tunneling. She was sure she had ways around it. Sig took the challenge, determined to call it the start of their training. If she kicked his sorry butt right here, it couldn't really count as training, could it? Well, perhaps it could. She'd never fought against Earth before. It was a little intimidating, knowing the very ground she stepped on could be used against her at a moment's notice. But if she could stare Fire down, her natural opposite, she could handle this. Who knows, Sig might learn a thing or two. Especially how respect is gained here.

"Ready?" He raised himself on a dusty pillar, sand crumbling down its edges. Cora only returned his wild grin, brushing aside chocolate strands of hair. Her heel dug into the dirt with anticipation and she coiled up, every muscle in her body tense.

"Are you?" She said, ice spinning in tendrils from her open palms. Translucent chains snapped themselves around Sig's rock as Cora was pulled along, running up the side of the pillar. She leapted up, swiping a leg across the top of the stone in hopes of knocking Sig's feet out from underneath him. Simultaneously a bolt of ice conjured in her free hand, which she hurled directly at his chest. The purpose of this was to throw him off the pillar; it was less of an attack and more of a pushing force. The chains of ice dispersed in a shatter of gleaming crystals, giving her only a moment before gravity kicked in. Gathering her feet up underneath her, Cora pushed off the vertical stone, flipping through the air until she landed gracefully on her feet in a circle of frozen Earth.

Sig was surprised by Cora's speed and got knocked down his pillar right at the start. He fell backwards, and landed with a thump, but quickly pulled himself up pushing himself with his powers.
"You are really going for the kill aren't you?" This time there was no mockery, it was more of a surprise to him that Cora was so serious, and good. He wondered who she learned so much from. Sig however still didn't like the idea of the fight. He wanted to work with these people, not to kill them.
Fine, if this is what he had to do for the respect he wanted, he'd do it. To avenge his friend.
"If you really want the hard way..." He said slightly sadly this time, but determined.
A hole started to open up under Cora, like a sandpit. The earth and the sand continuously flowed down to the middle of the sandpit.
And he threw himself in the pit as well, but under his feet, the earth didn't move. It obeyed him.
He took a large piece of softer earth and launched it at Cora, making a quick pushing movement with his body.