[Which is more or less what Sumeo-Okami had expected. She'd dipped low enough into the trees that she was just skimming the ground, heading for a portion of wood that was filled with stones left over from clearing out portions of the beach for use. Large boulders and chunks of stone give her more things to duck behind protect her from splinters.
Poking her head out, she sweeps a beam of fire in a wide arc, not bothering to aim and just going for the method that would hurt it the most.
Further back towards the beach, Yukiko's just beginning to stagger to her feet, plucking splinters from her arms and trying not to panic. This is...objectively? Pretty terrifying.]
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Poking her head out, she sweeps a beam of fire in a wide arc, not bothering to aim and just going for the method that would hurt it the most.
Further back towards the beach, Yukiko's just beginning to stagger to her feet, plucking splinters from her arms and trying not to panic. This is...objectively? Pretty terrifying.]