"Listen, with all I have put him through with gods and goddesses, complaining is the least of my priorities." Ronin grinned at Jigano and shook his head, before turning his full attention to... well. Himself. The real Ronin descended on the beach and dispersed the nimbus when he was close enough to the sand, keeping the creature tethered with him. His projection was there, at least, to explain whilst he brought it closer.
"These are cloud manta," he explained. "If you've seen a manta ray, you're pretty close. They're airborne, and as far as I know they eat small fish close to the surface of the ocean, similar to a lot of seabirds. The gem you can see in the centre of its forehead - that grows larger as the manta gets older. Removed and pressed against the throat, the gem can allow you to breathe underwater. I've confirmed that much."
"These are cloud manta," he explained. "If you've seen a manta ray, you're pretty close. They're airborne, and as far as I know they eat small fish close to the surface of the ocean, similar to a lot of seabirds. The gem you can see in the centre of its forehead - that grows larger as the manta gets older. Removed and pressed against the throat, the gem can allow you to breathe underwater. I've confirmed that much."
