
'Damn. . .' Molo said. 'I haven't been in the water for so long. . .they definitely have an advantage over me.'
All three were coming at the same time. . .he didn't have much time to think. His water spells would be useless down here. . .all he had were his katanas. . .and they didn't seem to be doing much to the fatty exterior of the sharks. And with three versus one, he was highly outnumbered. 'Ah well. . .' he muttered. 'I *have* been known to be rather rash before. . .' he said, taking the advantage once again, and heading towards the same male shark he had attacked before. It was head to head. . .in any logical situation, he'd be dead in no time. 'I'll make fukazushi out of you soon enough. . .' he smirked, and stopped in his rush towards the shark. The thought of the other two coming behind him was out of his mind for the moment, and he held his swords out, bracing for the impact. He had to do it. . .somehow.