[ There's not a thought in Bolin's head that isn't DUCK when the harpy comes flying back at them, though Allelujah's warning is still a rather kind touch. The water crashes against Bolin's ears as he dunks under it, doing his best to avoid the wrathful talons of the harpy. Thankfully she doesn't follow them into the water, instead careening on forward, and Bolin doesn't wait too long before popping his head back up, lest she regain herself and come at them again. (It's "them" now, Allelujah has allied himself with the earthbender, ]
What are we going to do? [ He further cements their truce by turning to the older man for advice; surely Allelujah wouldn't abandon them in their time of need.
Before the other man can even answer however, there's a loud splash that reverberates through the springs, mixed with the yell of a man that likely just had a harpy crash into the spring that he'd been enjoying.
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What are we going to do? [ He further cements their truce by turning to the older man for advice; surely Allelujah wouldn't abandon them in their time of need.
Before the other man can even answer however, there's a loud splash that reverberates through the springs, mixed with the yell of a man that likely just had a harpy crash into the spring that he'd been enjoying.
Sorry, man. ]