The fog splits like it's splitting

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The fog splits like it's splitting,

Salt crystals rustle on the ground.

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The wreckage of a broken spirit

Slowly, but persistently.

The more you get it right, the more salt you get

The ground hardens heavily.

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The dryer lifts the crossbow.

a splat shot.

The arrow spreads and divides the crystal layer,

A black-edged vision trajectory continues through the gap.

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I'm not cutting it

Remove it.

Naturally, like uprooting.

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in the fog

Arms appear.

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I don't have a shape

Only the warmth disappears.

My toes are blurred

The front and back get mixed up for a while.

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The dryer blows the wind.

Tempest pushes the fog away,

The blade cuts through the air and rips through the shadows.

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The torn fog is about to gather again

This time, Naird raised his hand.

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Waves spread by the wind.

Fog can no longer find a place to stay.

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the sound of a coral breaking.

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Every time the crusts split

Sharp shrapnel splashes in all directions.

The boundary between the ground and the water shakes.

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The dryer takes a quick step back

a series of shots.

Shoot quickly,

Change the angle quickly.

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The niad weaves the stream of water

Twist the travel path.

The monster can't come forward

Reeling under one's own weight.

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The wreckage moves.

The sound of memory creaking, not wood.

with a collision

Something was about to pour from inside.

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At that moment.

The bottom of the mud rumbles.

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a figure protruding from the ground.

Things that run for the legs.

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Dryer steps on his feet.

The ground has become solid for a while,

On top of it, the blade flashes once again.

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And then

Naird speaks low.

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"It's a tide."

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Everyone pauses for a moment.

The waves haven't come yet.

But the weight of the water has changed.

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"The waves are not coming yet now."

"But... Soon the tide will change."

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The dryer lifts the crossbow back up.

Looking over the fog, he says.

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"Of course

I'll have to finish it now."

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The wind of the forest

The breath of the sea

It begins to gather in the same direction.