"I don't like the looks of that," Haizea mutters when the monsters get closer and start spurting flames. "But I think I can sort it out," she says, sighs, and thinks about rain. The skies above start clouding over, but it will be a little bit longer before they open up.

"Good idea," she says to Olivia. "It'll take me a minute to do my stuff, so I think keeping them apart is a solid plan," she nods as maybe just one drop of rain hits the ground. She's making this happen as fast as she can and flexes her hand around her brass knuckles impatiently.

[Haizea starts to make it rain]