This was, for sure, turning into more than a two-person fight.
Not that Tidus immediately has attentions on that, but the hand thrusting at him, its aim deflected only by how Tidus grabs and pushes it up, grips it tight and uses his own weight as a means to drag the man off-balance, to throw him to the side. He doesn't have quite the body-weight to regularly outmatch someone, his own moves clumsy; but Tidus has the upper hand in experience, in converting energy into strength. An action with a cost, but Tidus blots out the exhaustion it'll put upon him with the adrenaline offered by a fight. A battle.
A battle being what this is promising to become, with everyone else that gathers. Tidus has a split second, a "Gibs!" that he shouts with it - and a light bursts from his chest, a sparkling thing that at least gives the woman a reason to see, a blindness. For here appears a being of water and hope usually nestled inside Tidus's heart, now a small ball of water to knock the woman down, and to make it difficult for the teen to have a direct line to Tidus.
Not that it'll stop the youth, just as Tidus himself knows he can't hang around. They grab for Tidus, pulling at an arm, and Tidus doesn't have a great angle to yank them back like he did the other man. And the woman seems undeterred by the appearance of the small being; probably because, for all his power and gifts, it's easy to thwap at a higgledy and knock them over, and then to grab at the leg of the young man it protects.
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Not that Tidus immediately has attentions on that, but the hand thrusting at him, its aim deflected only by how Tidus grabs and pushes it up, grips it tight and uses his own weight as a means to drag the man off-balance, to throw him to the side. He doesn't have quite the body-weight to regularly outmatch someone, his own moves clumsy; but Tidus has the upper hand in experience, in converting energy into strength. An action with a cost, but Tidus blots out the exhaustion it'll put upon him with the adrenaline offered by a fight. A battle.
A battle being what this is promising to become, with everyone else that gathers. Tidus has a split second, a "Gibs!" that he shouts with it - and a light bursts from his chest, a sparkling thing that at least gives the woman a reason to see, a blindness. For here appears a being of water and hope usually nestled inside Tidus's heart, now a small ball of water to knock the woman down, and to make it difficult for the teen to have a direct line to Tidus.
Not that it'll stop the youth, just as Tidus himself knows he can't hang around. They grab for Tidus, pulling at an arm, and Tidus doesn't have a great angle to yank them back like he did the other man. And the woman seems undeterred by the appearance of the small being; probably because, for all his power and gifts, it's easy to thwap at a higgledy and knock them over, and then to grab at the leg of the young man it protects.
--might need some help here, Esteban!