Of course, I wish not to fight now. There are more important matters to attend, Hiro replied, shaking his hand yet still sensing the awkward tension. Perhaps the next fight we have will hopefully be with our magic and not with words. He chuckled, trying to relieve the tension. Anyway, I do believe it is time we get started. We're not being payed to linger around after all.
He beckoned for GL to come to his side, trying to get the paper's attention away from his old friend. The mache obliged, but sat on Hiro's helmet still keeping a gaze on the magnet wizard. Hiro in turn took off his helmet, holding it by his hip. I came across a few of these fish that still appear to be alive after coming into close contact with them. Those two sharks over there for example. His finger extended to point at two sharks, seamless laying on the floor not moving, appearing dead at quick glance. Hiro put his helmet back on and made his way to the sharks.
With his hand firmly grasping his still sheathed sword, he gave a forceful kick to one of them, which in turn snapped back. He quickly jumped, just narrowly avoiding the sharp teeth. The sword was then unsheathed and within moments, Hiro had slashed at the beast several times, causing several lacerations around the stomach and finally piercing it in the abdomen. Timepiercer gave almost a type of blue streak following it in the air as each slash fluidly swung to the next, until the beast lay dead. Hiro gave a few huffs of breath. Of course these things are extremely tough, and there are many of them.
It will not be easy.
Suddenly a large tail came by and smacked Hiro in the chest, sending him flying backwards. He lay on the sand, gasping for breath. Sitting up, he had noticed a new animal, a whale that had just beached itself and slammed its tail right into Hiro's stomach. Now this was unexpected for how large this animal was. He stood up and brushed off all the sand. It was course and irritating in his armor not to mention was everywhere. Although he did not mind sand, wearing armor while having it get everywhere was a less than pleasurable experience. He saw GL having a laughing fit.
I'd like to see you try and fight these things smart guy, the samurai scoffed. The paper mache gave a little salute and transformed into a paper sword and charged at the beast, only to get immediately swatted away by the fin. He soared through the air before being buried in the sand. Hiro now was the one laughing as he went to go grab him. See, not so easy is it tough guy? GL tried to swat away anymore sand stuck onto him and lowered his head in shame. Don't worry little guy, that's why I do all the fighting and you do the supporting, now lets practice that new move shall we? The paper perched up once again, and grew slightly large, this time transforming himself into a pair of wings and attaching himself to Hiro's armor. The samurai began to float gently above the sand. He glanced towards Demetri. You coming? he asked, a smile on his face.