the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
If anything, Vesper's drama only serves to swell the pride further in Amhran's chest, the Raeling evidently thrilled to have been able to send one of the more troublesome contenders to jail. Only... jail doesn't seem to be what his fellow demigod has in mind, and Amhran is left blinking dumbly for a few moments as he realises that Vesper is just going to keep playing.
"Hey!" he calls out, belatedly throwing himself back down behind a barricade. "None of that snow counts if you're out!" That's how it works, right? Any hits made by a player illegally continuing to throw snowballs are invalid. Surely there should be a referee out here to make such unbiased decisions, in retrospect.
Unable to track where Vesper has gone, given his swathes of shadow and ability to simply disappear at will, Amhran is left trying to quickly decide who best to aim his next flurry towards. Deciding that dividing and conquering hasn't really left them any better off for the past few rounds, when he pops up again, he also launches a snowball at Brock Lee.
Amhran calls foul play! He also aims at Brock Lee.
"Hey!" he calls out, belatedly throwing himself back down behind a barricade. "None of that snow counts if you're out!" That's how it works, right? Any hits made by a player illegally continuing to throw snowballs are invalid. Surely there should be a referee out here to make such unbiased decisions, in retrospect.
Unable to track where Vesper has gone, given his swathes of shadow and ability to simply disappear at will, Amhran is left trying to quickly decide who best to aim his next flurry towards. Deciding that dividing and conquering hasn't really left them any better off for the past few rounds, when he pops up again, he also launches a snowball at Brock Lee.
Amhran calls foul play! He also aims at Brock Lee.
