"I can't lose my weapon. All right."
Trinket considered this for a long moment. She didn't need to actually fight the mershark. If he lost his weapon, that would be enough.
Trinket looked around. She spotted something at the edge of the beach, in the water. It was some sort of cloth, perhaps some lost clothing or a piece of a sail. She looked at it and commanded it: come.
The cloth slithered across the sand. It was slimy and grimy, bits of seaweed clinging to it. Quite filthy. It slid across the sand towards them. Once it was close enough, she commanded it: wrap around the wood.
The mangled cloth slithered towards Kaiden. When he swung at it this time, instead of trying to dodge the way the shell had, it would wrap itself around the end of the branch, then start climbing up it towards his hand.
If the slime and filth wasn't enough to make Kaiden pull his hand away, Trinket would command the cloth: grab his wrist. Then she would use the cloth to pry the driftwood away from his grip.
Trinket considered this for a long moment. She didn't need to actually fight the mershark. If he lost his weapon, that would be enough.
Trinket looked around. She spotted something at the edge of the beach, in the water. It was some sort of cloth, perhaps some lost clothing or a piece of a sail. She looked at it and commanded it: come.
The cloth slithered across the sand. It was slimy and grimy, bits of seaweed clinging to it. Quite filthy. It slid across the sand towards them. Once it was close enough, she commanded it: wrap around the wood.
The mangled cloth slithered towards Kaiden. When he swung at it this time, instead of trying to dodge the way the shell had, it would wrap itself around the end of the branch, then start climbing up it towards his hand.
If the slime and filth wasn't enough to make Kaiden pull his hand away, Trinket would command the cloth: grab his wrist. Then she would use the cloth to pry the driftwood away from his grip.
