Well. Fuck. The monster was either super stupid, blind, or maybe he just really fucking sucked. Either way, the monster was getting closer and closer. The ground trembled and Oliver struggled a bit to keep his balance, surprised by the sudden quake. They had to stop the monster. The festival couldn't be ruined by this, no way. It was going to be a time for fun and no way was all the hard work setting it up going to go to waste. Taking quite a few steps back, Oliver tried to put some distance between him and the muddy beast.
Distracting didn't work so instead he focused on a new idea. Oliver started to choose out rocks, ranging in size and would fling them into the monster. Of course, they would be aimed away from his friends and would all hopefully go to different body parts. He'd aim for the stomach, the neck, the head, and the upper torso. He needed to give the more experienced fighters a chance to actually do something.
[say]"What do you want me to do?"[/say] Oliver called out, clearly hoping someone else had an idea.
Oliver begins to use telekinesis to throw rocks at the monster, rather than just distracting him.
Distracting didn't work so instead he focused on a new idea. Oliver started to choose out rocks, ranging in size and would fling them into the monster. Of course, they would be aimed away from his friends and would all hopefully go to different body parts. He'd aim for the stomach, the neck, the head, and the upper torso. He needed to give the more experienced fighters a chance to actually do something.
[say]"What do you want me to do?"[/say] Oliver called out, clearly hoping someone else had an idea.
Oliver begins to use telekinesis to throw rocks at the monster, rather than just distracting him.
