[Mai doesn't want anyone to play hero on her watch. Sorry, Jonathan.
As he turns to deal with the newest bunch of flowers, the children begin to murmur amongst themselves and some of them point up at the roof of the tent. A darkness is growing, definitely spreading quickly from one side to the other. Mai and Takeuchi look at each other, confident that they know what it is. Mai is the one to say it first:] It's the Dragon's shadow.
[But after a few moments, Takeuchi grows concerned.] That's unusual... It hasn't made any noise. It usually squawks as it flies over, right?
[Fatimah, the older girl who helped pass out the masks, gasps as realization hits her.] It's not the Dragon -- look! [She points to a glowing spot on the roof, where roots are trying to come into the tent. However, they seem unable to penetrate through something... Is it Jonathan's Hamon barrier?
By now, the roof is entirely covered, and the tent has grown considerably darker inside. Some of the younger children have begun to cry in anxious fear. If the little bunches of flowers give off a puff of pollen, imagine how much will spread through the air if all of these are overloaded at once?
All Mai and the others can do now is huddle together and wait it out. If Jonathan wanted to slip outside, now would be his chance.]
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As he turns to deal with the newest bunch of flowers, the children begin to murmur amongst themselves and some of them point up at the roof of the tent. A darkness is growing, definitely spreading quickly from one side to the other. Mai and Takeuchi look at each other, confident that they know what it is. Mai is the one to say it first:] It's the Dragon's shadow.
[But after a few moments, Takeuchi grows concerned.] That's unusual... It hasn't made any noise. It usually squawks as it flies over, right?
[Fatimah, the older girl who helped pass out the masks, gasps as realization hits her.] It's not the Dragon -- look! [She points to a glowing spot on the roof, where roots are trying to come into the tent. However, they seem unable to penetrate through something... Is it Jonathan's Hamon barrier?
By now, the roof is entirely covered, and the tent has grown considerably darker inside. Some of the younger children have begun to cry in anxious fear. If the little bunches of flowers give off a puff of pollen, imagine how much will spread through the air if all of these are overloaded at once?
All Mai and the others can do now is huddle together and wait it out. If Jonathan wanted to slip outside, now would be his chance.]