[Sasasul turns her back on Mai - her neck and head are curled into a shape like a question mark, while her tail extends down and curves back up above the floor in an S - and takes hold of the fish behind the head, crouching there. She's slight herself, but confident that she can manage this.]
On five, I think. Five. Four. Three. Two. One.
[The stalker takes her standing as a cue to thrash wildly.]
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[Sasasul turns her back on Mai - her neck and head are curled into a shape like a question mark, while her tail extends down and curves back up above the floor in an S - and takes hold of the fish behind the head, crouching there. She's slight herself, but confident that she can manage this.]
On five, I think. Five. Four. Three. Two. One.
[The stalker takes her standing as a cue to thrash wildly.]